One day I can be a Gothic chick, and the next day I’ll be Hitler Youth. The warm September sun fell strongly on this part of the grounds, uninterrupted by trees, its light bouncing off the glass in the mansion’s walls. It was a bright and beautiful day: so bright, so beautiful, that even her sad heart was cheered by it. She would buy a Greyhound ticket to New Orleans, make a kill or two, then travel into Texas and seduce some wandering man into taking her to Mexico, feast upon him once they got there. His baggy shorts sagged over knobby knees that tapered into decrepit Reebok sneakers. We were talking about the suffrage—and I rather scoffed. Oh! you haven't got the key—then I must have it, I suppose. I love my husband. I pledged my thumb that, dead or alive, I'd pay the wager if I lost; and I should like to be as good as my word. You've betrayed yourself, Thames.
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