” “There’s a sort of instinct of rebellion,” said Capes. ” Then she looked up at him with frightened eyes. His diminutive hand flew out from behind his back like a wounded bird. I snatched it up, pointed it blindly at him, and fired. I don’t know anyone. The night was clear and moonlit, dazzling with even light blue shadows that shone into manicured lawns and pristine gardens. I miss her a lot.
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