Her mind invoked her husband, who she imagined lying dead in a ditch somewhere, tortured and killed by brigands or perhaps eaten by creatures like herself, a fate he actually deserved. At six o'clock, the wicket was shut; and at nine, the jail was altogether locked up. It was always jabbing him with white-hot barbs, waking or sleeping. He also had Janine’s daughter, Traci, who he just couldn’t leave alone after she reached puberty, when she grew a small set of underdeveloped breasts. Stanley was throughout enigmatical, with an anxious eye on her husband and Alice. ‘I believe that. Nothing has been touched since.
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