You make a game with me, imbecile. She found her foster father and Mike still awake, playing high stakes UNO at the dimly lit kitchen table. . It’s the feinting tricks you have to watch for. She recalled him. He beheld the grey tower of Willesden Church, embosomed in its grove of trees, now clothed, in all the glowing livery of autumn. She fluttered it with a trembling hand, averting her eyes from his, and he could hear her uneven breath behind it. I—I hurt myself.
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