Books were always sliding and slipping, clumsy objects to hold. So you took my womb away, you took my baby! So I could be a monster! Because she was a monster! We are monsters!” He grabbed the top of the cannon away from her face. Remember, some day you and I are going to have that book. He backed away from her.
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