F. Poor little one. She would have been amazed if John was even aware of any one of the incidents. “Think of that check you endorsed. “Pretend,” he said, “that all I have said hasn’t been said. What else could he do? You can’t kick up a scene on the spur of the moment in the face of such conflicting values as he had before him. I will light the stove, and there shall be some coffee presently. " That satisfied something of her undefined hunger. 272 < 34 > EPILOGUE She paced the Manhattan neighborhood, her backpack swinging, marveling at the austere buildings gleaming silver in their starkness. “Your father is in the study and wishes to speak to you. She placed the freezer back on top of Ray Plote's old hiding place, now his permanent resting place.
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