” He sidled toward her, but she recoiled from him, leaving him in possession of the hearth-rug. I have worn it for weeks and weeks. I bound him up good and tight, stuffed his mouth with a length of rope, taped it shut. Even her memories of he who had frequented her life for the longest period of years were worn and fading. For many of them it will smirch us forever.
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