But it was her proof. . ” Michelle looked away. She was standing before a window, against the background of the rain-burdened April sky. I didn’t see everything last time. CHAPTER XXXI. He looked just as Julian had the night she had first met him outside the Joliet Laundromat. It was a perfect windless spring day, a Sunday. It was as much accident as anything, but she had killed him.
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