His eyes were narrow with desire like a panther’s as he grinned at seeing her visibly satisfied. My last foster father in Alabama before the Becks was a heavy drug abuser. Officers were these. ‘You damned little fool! How dared you steal my sword?’ Her eyes flew open. I always say that it’s poverty before everything that makes a girl skip the line.
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