Come home alone. “Muck-headed moral ass! I ought to have done anything. She munched her bland Whopper as he wolfed three in a row, stuffing his mouth with half a dozen French fries at a time. Expiation. I should as soon think of trusting a woman. She would take the items with her; bury the items and her bloodstained clothes in one of the many sinkholes in the huge landfill/garbage dump on the south side of town. ’ Triumph soared in Gerald’s chest. Her husband quickly joined the fray, making her giggle and laugh. Men usually do. He took into his soul some of the father's misery, some of the daughter's, to mingle with his own. ’ Disappointment flooded her. I don’t want you to talk to me now. I’ve had enough of it.
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