Later, she would sew it on. Did he like freaks? She opened her black umbrella, her giant sun deflector. She went about the gory business of disposing of the bodies, cutting them up with a large butcher knife and packing the light dry pieces of their bloodless remains in a double ply garbage bag, pieces that looked like overcooked, ruined meat. A dreamy sense of content crept over him. She had to school herself to speak the words which she knew would cut him like a knife. The hurricane appeared to have raged in this quarter with tenfold fury. "Rachel," said Mr.
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