They were sharp and dripping with black blood. ‘Unheard of, ain’t it? To tell the truth, I half expected him to leave everything to one of his doxies. I can’t do it even decently myself, and I dare not run the risk of ruining all my clothes. “Please call me Carol. It’s no good hiding it any more. Wood. She looked at the white ankle socks on her feet and was reminded simultaneously of her pajama outfit and the suitcase that still lay underneath the bed.
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