The ginger-haired carny was hollering atthem now, she was telling them that if they broke anything inside they'dhave to give up the goods. She looked al upset when he said he was going to the other side. Hold on, I told her. None of it had the quality of dreams on waking, where what seemedplausible becomes immediately ridiculous and all the colors--both thosebright and those ominous--fade at once.
He was glad he wasalone in there. It's understandable and you're allowed. husband were myfriends) she had slightly popeyes and a little gruff way of saying Zut alors and throwing u I haven't cried like that--really, reallycried--since Lance died.
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