“Who’ll mind the baby nar?” was one of the night’s inspirations, and very frequent. ’ ‘Gone off?’ repeated Melusine, her wrongs rising up to tear into her chest. His energy began to slip away and she sank her teeth into his fat carotid artery below the piano wire, which had drawn blood from his neck. Not at all.
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