For every Eden, there will be a serpent; for every sheepfold, there will be a wolf. She did not see the metal pole swing toward the back of her skull, nor did she feel her own blood spoiling her light hair after the dull crack of metal broke her flesh. Annabel, I was lying. 216 “Please, get dressed. This child was frequently disconcerting. . Until she had left her island, what she heard and what she saw were truths.
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