’ ‘Sit down, Hilary,’ ordered Lucilla, and to Gerald’s amusement, her betrothed did so, perching on the desk close by and staring fixedly at the major. Joe, my foster dad, was a heroin and booze addict. Finding remonstrances of no avail, he had recourse to threats; and when threats failed, he adopted more decided measures. “Please don’t,” she said. She heard him come in; the light burned on.
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