" It was curiously like the intermittent murmur of the surf, those weird Sundays, when her father paused for breath to launch additional damnation for those who disobeyed the Word. ” Annabel had been lying curled up on the lounge, the personification of graceful animal ease. But there are ways to learn more than a nun would teach. ” To which the only possible reply seemed to be, “I’m not coming home. ” She rested the firing end of the cannon against her own temple.
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