’ Mrs Ibstock’s lips tightened and she looked away a moment. She dragged the broken bottle across her carotid artery, creating an inch-deep gash upon her throat. She wedged the towel between her legs. Later, when they returned home, she would serve as the topic of many conversations. Every window in the public house was filled with guests; and, as in the case of St. Mother and Son XI. I have always been lonely.
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