Before the Monroes I was placed with a single woman, Leslie Cavendish. ‘Don’t tell me. His arm entered the round window of the white haze of her vision, his wrist spouting blood in currents, dripping on the stone floor. The Mohocks. The likeness was ridiculous. She read the policeman’s rueful glance when she caught his refection in his rearview mirror. Michelle looked at her pathetically.
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