” She stopped buttoning her glove, and looked at him. “Sure, are you sure you’re okay?” He exited off the highway onto a quiet road and pulled over. This island was the one haven he had; he might be forced to remain here for several years—until the Hand had forgotten him. “Goodnight. The house will be well rid of him, for a more idle, good-for-nothing reprobate never crossed its threshold. The priceless things were gathered, the belongings packed. She could tell that they too would find their legs jutting awkwardly from the petite furniture.
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