Monroe would lock the whole group of us in the basement, every day. He touched her breast as if he was testing the waters of a cold lake. I saw him lying on the footway. I’m not sure if Janine cared. To find the true father at the expense of the beautiful fairy tale Ruth had woven around the woman in the locket was an intolerable thought. CHAPTER XII. ‘Dear me. He strangled the infant, which slipped out of his hands and screamed. " "Don't say anything about it, dear Mrs.
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