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From: Rebekah Farrell <[email-masked]>
Date: Sat, 22 Jul 2006 18:46:34 -0700

"Annie, Ill stay right here! The gotta, as in: "I know I should be starting supper now — hell be mad if its TV dinners again — but I gotta see how this ends.

"Her eyes actually were a bit red. I didnt just think about Rocket Man once in awhile that next week; I thought about him all the time. She has the luck of the devil himself, Paul thought drearily, and watched as she put the mower in neutral and then pushed it off the trooper with one hard shove.
He rolled forward and then the hubs of the wheels stuck solid against the sides of the bedroom door.

"This was a lie he had made up on the spur of the moment, but it had the desired effect — she looked more confused than ever, lost in a specialistsworld of which she had not the slightest knowledge. She bucked and writhed under him.

If the police come, it may raise suspicion, but Id rather have them suspicious than have them drive up to the house and hear you making a big cockadoodie fuss. Followed by a child of three who had fallen down a well, sustained grievous head injuries, and been brought to Riverview in a coma.

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