"You want me, then?" she said. She could still remember herself at age five, staring knives and daggers at the men who came into the small yarn shop, under pretense of business but really just to leer. But this calm was more awful than the previous roaring of the blast. “Tell me his name,” he said, “and I promise that he shall never trouble you. ‘I can’t tell you the times I’ve wished for a gun to point at Hilary’s head.
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