She hid behind a mirage of piety, just as I do. And experience was slow in coming. ‘Who kills who?’ ‘Rot in hell,’ he snarled, panting, and managed to push himself forward and leap off the dais, running for the safety of the far aisle by the wall. It was a sickening process, and the sucking sound was sure to wake up Ray’s mother. There was more shouting.
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