Mike sat down, his body too large for the petite blue couch. The pole-chair caravan resumed its journey. The dog was, in a sense, a gift of the gods. She walked for a mile or more recklessly, close veiled, with swift level footsteps, though her brain was in a whirl and a horrible faintness all the time hovered about her. He pressed the long shapely hand warmly in his. I—I hurt myself. “Because I hate you!” She spat.
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