“Are there others like you?” “Yes. He had dungarees on and a blue work shirt. He drove her home that night, kissing her again and again at stoplights. So kind, so good to me always. . Lucy sprinted to one side to avoid the crash and grabbed at Rhea’s solitary patch of yellow hair, which ripped out loosely in one decayed piece like strands of rotten corn silk. But you,” he continued, moving imperceptibility a little nearer to her, “you are mine.
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