I have it on my conscience that I offended you—” “Offended me when?” “I’ve been haunted by the memory of you. ” They returned to the Beck house and he walked her to the front door. He put it carefully aside, resolved to defer the attempt till night. Joe, my foster dad, was a heroin and booze addict. ‘Now what?’ The girl’s voice was shaking, and there were, he saw now, angry tears in her eyes. He did his best not to grin.
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