She had not anticipated such a response from her classmates, but knew to be drawing them with her self-consciousness as if they were bees to pollen. Little by little Sebastian gave to her the story of how she came to be abducted. It would be the wrappered world almost at its best. “I have had a trying evening and I need rest. Here we are. In a moment the brisk evening breeze caught the lank canvas and bellied it taut. Their faces had bite marks that were hers. They sat down in a covered pavilion that housed a grimy picnic table and a dingy fire pit.
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