‘There is no one who could have told him this. . His face was white. She would buy a Greyhound ticket to New Orleans, make a kill or two, then travel into Texas and seduce some wandering man into taking her to Mexico, feast upon him once they got there. This had well nigh been the case with the carpenter. Much more temperate; the discreet and joyless love of a virtuous, reluctant, condescending wife. At sight of his wan features, she forgot the urgency of her need for a moment, and fell to her knees at his bedside, placing her hands on his slack ones where they lay on the soiled coverlet.
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