” “For what?” Lucy asked. Sometimes I take innocent lives. At this juncture, a cry burst from the child, who, nearly smothered by the weight imposed upon him, only recovered the use of his lungs as Wood altered the position of the bundle. “I am developing ailments,” she said, meeting his questioning eyes.
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