Knives were worse, especially when you were stabbed back and left traces of your own blood at the crime scene. “I’m sorry. When the disillusion comes, when the fairy story ends, if she is blessed with children, she doesn't mind. "I witnessed the bet. “I heard your voices, and the hall is draughty. ‘Give me my pistol!’ Gerald shook his head, slipping the pistol into his pocket. It was better even than the hymn-singing. I’m not a psycho.
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