She
b
it
h
im
a
b
o
ve
h
is
c
o
lla
rb
o
n
e
,
sm
o
o
thing
h
e
r t
o
ng
u
e
o
v
e
r
the small
v
i
o
l
e
nc
e
.
He tast
e
d
like salt
and s
e
x
and wil
d
n
e
ss.
He g
r
o
wl
ed
,
lit
er
ally
g
r
o
wl
e
d
and th
e
n
p
u
ll
e
d
b
ack,
p
u
shi
n
g h
e
r
fl
u
sh and
kis
s
ing h
e
r
ha
rde
r
than the
fi
r
st tim
e
.
*
*
*
*
*
He
came
b
ack
f
r
o
m the
b
ath
r
oo
m with
an
e
xt
r
a
b
lank
e
t.
T
he
man had
a sh
ee
t
o
n
h
is
bed
—in
O
ct
o
ber
.
He
dr
ap
e
d
it
o
v
e
r h
e
r
and t
u
ck
e
d
h
e
r in
like she was
s
o
m
e
thing
small and p
re
ci
o
u
s.
L
iv
cl
o
s
e
d
h
e
r
e
y
e
s
f
o
r a
m
o
m
e
nt
f
ee
ling
l
o
o
k
e
d
aft
er
,
a
w
h
o
lly
f
o
re
ign f
ee
ling
since
chil
d
h
o
o
d
wh
e
n
h
e
r
m
o
th
e
r
w
o
u
ld
t
u
ck
h
e
r
i
n
at
n
ight.
“I
g
ue
ss
y
o
u
d
o
n
’
t g
e
t
c
o
ld
m
u
ch?”
T
he
be
d
s
a
gg
e
d
u
n
de
r
his
w
e
ight.
He
d
i
d
n
’
t
l
o
o
k
that
h
e
avy
bu
t
the
o
ld sp
r
ings p
r
o
t
e
st
e
d
as
if
he
w
e
igh
e
d
a
t
o
n.
“N
o
t
s
o
m
u
ch.
I
t
’
s
a
w
o
lf
th
i
ng.”
G
a
rre
tt
b
l
e
w
o
u
t
a sigh
a
nd
e
v
e
n s
e
x
-
dru
nk and
e
xha
u
st
ed
,
L
iv c
o
u
ld
s
e
e
that he
was
w
o
rr
i
ed
.
“W
h
y
’
d
y
o
u
t
e
ll
m
e
?
W
h
y
sh
o
w
me
that?
I
w
o
u
ld
think
that
the
f
e
w
e
r
p
e
o
ple
who
k
n
o
w
the
be
tt
e
r
.
A
t
l
e
ast
f
r
o
m
y
o
u
r
stan
d
p
o
i
nt.”
T
h
e
n
she f
e
lt
st
u
pid
and wish
e
d she c
o
u
ld
s
u
ck
the
w
o
rd
s
b
ack
in.
W
hy
p
u
t
w
o
rr
i
e
s
in
his
h
e
ad
i
f
th
e
y
w
ere
n
’
t
th
er
e
to
be
gin
with?
“
D
o
n
’
t
w
o
rr
y
a
b
o
u
t
it,”
G
a
rre
tt
sai
d
,
c
ur
ling
hi
m
s
e
lf
a
r
o
u
nd h
er
.
She
b
ask
e
d
in
h
i
s h
e
at,
h
e
r
b
o
d
y
still th
r
o
wing
o
ff little
b
lips
o
f pl
e
as
ur
e
like
a car
e
ng
i
ne
ticking and p
o
pping as it
c
oo
ls. “I
was f
re
tting
and
I
d
o
n
’
t
k
n
o
w.”
“
D
o
n
’
t kn
o
w what?”
L
iv t
ur
n
e
d
o
n h
e
r
s
i
d
e
to
face
h
im.
T
u
cking h
e
r
h
e
ad
u
n
de
r
h
is chin
to
g
e
t
cl
o
s
e
r
t
o
him
and al
s
o
so
s
he
w
o
u
l
d
n
’
t
have
t
o
l
o
o
k
at
him.
H
e
r h
e
a
r
t
was fl
o
u
n
der
ing
r
ight
a
b
o
u
t
n
o
w
at the
wh
o
le
u
n
e
a
r
n
e
d
t
ru
st
thing. She
t
ru
st
e
d
E
ll
e
n,
h
e
r m
o
th
er
,
h
e
r
b
o
ss,
a
f
e
w
s
e
l
e
ct
f
r
i
e
n
d
s.
K
e
vin
had
bee
n
the
st
r
aw
that
br
o
ke
the f
r
agile gi
r
l
’
s
b
ack
and
n
o
w she
t
ru
st
e
d
this man
f
o
r
n
o
appa
re
nt
re
as
o
n.
“I
d
o
n
’
t
k
n
o
w
w
hy
I
t
o
ld
y
o
u
.
I
j
u
st
d
i
d
.”
He t
u
gg
e
d
h
e
r cl
o
s
e
r
and
L
iv
l
e
t
h
im.
She p
re
ss
e
d
h
e
r
e
ar
to
his
h
e
a
r
t
b
e
at
and list
e
n
e
d
to
him
bre
at
h
e
.
H
e
r
e
y
e
li
d
s
fl
u
tt
e
r
ed
, wanting to
s
h
u
t,
bu
t
s
he
want
e
d
t
o
talk to
him.
F
ig
ur
e
this
o
u
t.
“
T
h
er
e
has to
b
e
a
re
as
o
n,”
she
l
a
u
gh
ed
.
E
v
e
n
as she
la
u
gh
e
d
she
t
ur
n
e
d
the q
ue
sti
o
n
o
n
h
er
s
e
lf.
T
h
er
e
h
ad
t
o
b
e
a
re
as
o
n
why
she t
ru
st
e
d
him.
Was
it
s
imply
his
r
o
u
gh-an
d
-t
u
m
b
le
e
nt
r
y
into
h
e
r
h
o
u
se
to
bo
o
t
K
e
vin
o
u
t?
T
he
alpha
h
er
o
r
o
le
that w
e
nt
o
n to
sh
o
w c
o
mpass
i
o
n. No
ang
e
r
o
r
r
age
wh
e
n she
sta
bbe
d
him with
the tw
ee
z
er
s.
“Wait!
I sta
bbe
d
y
o
u with
silv
er!
”
She sat
u
p
th
e
n,
the
b
lank
e
t
f
e
ll
away,
h
e
r
r
o
b
e
flyi
n
g
o
p
e
n.
T
he
chilly air
e
m
br
a
c
e
d
h
e
r
and
h
e
r
sk
i
n p
ebb
l
e
d
with
g
o
o
se
bu
mps in an instant.
G
a
rre
t
t
g
r
i
nn
ed
,
ch
u
ckli
n
g.
“
Y
o
u
d
i
d
.
M
y
Go
d
,
it
’
s
a
mi
r
acl
e
,
w
h
y
a
re
n
’
t
I
de
a
d!
” He
cl
u
tch
e
d
his
ch
e
st,
r
o
lling
f
ro
m
si
d
e
to
s
i
d
e
like a
b
ad
act
o
r in
a
w
o
r
se
m
o
vi
e
.
She swa
t
t
e
d
him
o
n the
ch
e
st,
s
n
o
r
ting.
L
iv
r
o
ll
e
d
h
e
r
e
y
e
s
bu
t
he
w
e
nt
o
n
.
“
O
h
the
h
o
rr
o
r
.
T
he
dre
a
d
.
I’
m…”
He
g
asp
ed
,
r
o
ll
e
d to face h
e
r
s
t
ill
g
r
in
n
ing.
“
I’
m
n
o
t
g
o
i
n
g
to make it,
L
iv.
G
o
o
n wit
h
o
u
t
m
e
.
T
e
ll the
ch
i
l
dre
n…”