I found him lying like this, the bleeding partly
stopped by this scarf, else he had been dead by now. “A glass slipped from the table,” he
explained. “Are there others like
you?”
“Yes. " It was curiously
like the intermittent murmur of the surf, those weird Sundays, when her father
paused for breath to launch additional damnation for those who disobeyed the
Word. She rapped
on Michelle’s door loudly. "Why do you laugh?" she asked gravely. That blow made me a thief. “I wonder,” she murmured to herself, “if this is the beginning. “Agreed,” he said, “certainly,” and drew a checkbook toward him. He moved her dress from her shoulders
and off her torso. ‘Ain’t enough as my bed is took, my sheets all bloodied, and my gin took for to
waste on that fellow’s wound. The doctor sensed that his bolt had gone wrong, but he could not tell how or
why.
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