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” She did not add that he vomited and
that she had to loosen the tape to keep him from
drowning. So, while she watched, distressed and bewildered by her tumbling thoughts, the
packet, Canton bound, ruffled the placid waters of the Pearl River. Other phrases returned now, like echoes. “Where have you been, young lady? I know your
kind, I know you sneak out every night! How long do
you think it could go on? You little murdering slut!
Whore! I found you out, found your blouse! Evidence!
How many of your johns have you killed why you have
lived at my house? Huh? They’re going to put you away
for a long time, honey. Capes had the gift of easy, unaffected writing, coupled with very clear and
logical thinking, and to follow his written thought gave her the sensation of
cutting things with a perfectly new, perfectly sharp knife. ”
“And he sat at my table,” Annabel said bitterly, “and yet he did not know me. He lived on the seventh floor behind a winding set of
hallways that towered over her in their grayness. “But, forgive
me, you are tired. “The conventions do not matter one
little bit. Before you have lived—”
He became darkly prophetic.
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