Never mind. E. Sheppard now directed her steps. I knew where I would go next: Florence. Another glass, Jack. Perhaps these few words were the first real conscious words he had uttered in days. The small bed’s hospital corners had been put into disarray by Michelle’s crying fit. Just as Hogarth got to the door, the turnkey stopped him. Maybe half a year, counting this summer.
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