“I’ve gotta go. It was evident the lady’s servant knew his mistress, for he had come equipped with a tray upon which reposed a decanter and two glasses. Valade stood his ground, holding the doorjamb, and facing up to the general. All the king's horses and all the king's men could not undo what was done; nor kill the strange exquisite flower that had grown up in his own lonely heart. Mr. She killed every month, twelve a year, and was for all intents and purposes a serial killer of middle aged men. She dreaded living off the land again, like an animal, as she had done for dozens of years at a stretch. It plucked shingles from the school building, threatening to shake them all loose one by one like rotting teeth. That had taken her by surprise, and her tired wits had failed her.
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