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"Well, it's a good story. She was strong, not unlike a pack mule or a camel; she thought to herself and smirked. They walked across a moat of pea gravel that crunched like noisy cereal under their feet. She was not altogether surprised when she found a deer, gutted of its entrails and strung with a garland of flowers, on the cave’s doorstep one humid summer morning. “So you come from Anna, do you?” she remarked. He watched her constantly, trapped her in corners and slept with his arms locking her like a human cage. Wood. “I get that a lot. Her father had smiles ready for her, he seemed to be truly happy with her for the first time since her infancy. The few pence left in her purse would only provide a very scanty lunch. Nothing to do; nothing for the hands, the mind, the heart. "Quilt Arnold called this morning to say so.
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