Rain pounded the tin roof, and waterfalls obscured the pavilion into its own private 91 chamber. Then, as he was trying to bite through the rope, I told him, ‘That’s for 107 Traci, motherfucker. You're always complaining that you can't keep anybody more than three months. A sinister thought edged in.
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