She so wanted to keep her memory of him fresh, so wanted to memorize his kisses and to conjure his embrace someday when he was mere dust in the ground. Cocking the gun. His breath grew shallower as he approached the room, conscious of the loudness of his hallway-reverberated footfalls. 1 through 1. ” “Perhaps,” she said, “I am superstitious.
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