“It was,” she admitted. Ruth's emotion was a primitive joy: she was essential in this man's life, and she would always be happy because he would always be needing her. His mouth was sensuous but his eyes became frenetic. Cursed him for his devotion that had made him come back for her, only to get himself shot by the fiendish Gosse. Their soft, voluptuous bodies wove among each other to the faint notes of a lyre. She made a double kill mid-month in a trailer park, a forty year old man and his seventeen year old wife, finding out too late that she was seven weeks pregnant. The three of them laughed joyously. “Pellissier,” she repeated thoughtfully.
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