They were followed by Mr. As long as I live here, you stop fucking the children and you stop trying to fuck me. After he was gone in the morning, Ruth would steal into the study and hurriedly read what he had written the previous night. She directed him to an old part of the highway, a featureless stretch of old farmhouses capped in snow, with the occasional working silo. ‘Then open it quickly.
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