As time went on, she began to think Martha had been mistaken. ” He sidled toward her, but she recoiled from him, leaving him in possession of the hearth-rug. She could still remember his face, the perpetually wet lips that turned down at the sides, his drooping Roman eyes. The last thing that she remembered was her eyes crossing as she tried to focus upon the crunch of leaves as she lay heaving upon them, dampening them further with the outpouring of her sweat as it leaked from her clothing. "But never mind who, or what I am. While there's life there's hope. Maybe it’s his loss. Let him not bear the weight of my punishment. ” The corners of her mouth rose in a weak smile and she gave him a wink. I enjoyed depicting the dichotomy of the peace and safety of the suburbs while also showing its dark side in the form of high school villain Katy Pfister, who, by the way, never gets her comeuppance like some of the other characters do.
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