A hollow feeling opened up inside her, and she felt her heartbeat quicken. I think over all sorts of things. They are things faint and slight in themselves, as physical facts, but they are like the detonator of a bomb: they let loose the explosive. Jane was a smoldering auburn-haired Irish beauty who seldom spoke to anyone. She read the policeman’s rueful glance when she caught his refection in his rearview mirror. ‘Then I am not mad in the least. So he made his dispositions and went off on some other fool’s errand. What could I do at home? The other’s a crumple-up—just surrender.
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