To her mind, recalling the picture of him the night before, there had been something tragic in the grim silent manner of his tippling. She would take the items with her; bury the items and her bloodstained clothes in one of the many sinkholes in the huge landfill/garbage dump on the south side of town. She quickened her pace, and so did he, talking at her slightly averted ear. “The walk has given me an appetite, and I do not feel like waiting till five o’clock. If you can tell me nothing I don’t already know, so be it. But, on the bursting of that bubble, his hopes vanished with it.
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