the whirr of heavy breath punctuates each step. Alora shrugs, her face full of confusion. She does not hear it. I gesture at her to lie down, make herself small. “Do not move,” I mouth, then yank her blanket over her face. I move to stand to one side of her closed bedroom doo...
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Add to these, a tall whip with a yellow crop, long enough to drive four-in-hand, a pair of enormous lamps, and a white bull-terrier coiled on the foot-rug, licking his lips, with a bloodthirsty expression of countenance35, and winking36 hideously37 with his ominous38 and ill-looking ...
closer, the whirr of heavy breath punctuates each step. Alora shrugs, her face full of confusion. She does not hear it. I gesture at her to lie down, make herself small. “Do not move,” I mouth, then yank her blanket over her face. I move to stand to one side of her closed be...
Father sleeps in his chair, his jaw hung open. I drape blankets over him and direct our guest to his makeshift bed. He sways as he walks loudly, knocking paintings, and swigs the remnants of Father’s sherry. “Those are for you,” I gesture at the blanket stack, turn on a lanter...