“My parents left for Vail on a plane this morning. A dissipated, loose-living man. She crouched beneath a stump, her extremities twitching as the sun set orange and blue beyond the lace of iron-black trees. I am safe while I am there, for I have had bolts fitted everywhere, and a pane of glass in the front door. What was he doing? What was he thinking? It was less than a day now, less than twenty hours.
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