You know—I wish I could roll my little body up small and squeeze it into your hand and grip your fingers upon it. ‘Have I not said so?’ ‘No, as it happens. It was a castoff of Shari’s from her brief obsession with sewing. I didn’t allow myself to see things as they were in those days; now I do. But you don’t particularly want to do the job that sets you free—for its own sake. Beside me on Anna’s table was a pistol.
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