It was she who felt guilty as he showed her their bedroom, smelling her perfume, ingesting their psychic leftovers. The same look she had often seen in the eyes of the drunken beachcombers her father had brought home, and it had not filled her with horror. Unless he has dealings with the devil, he could never have done this alone. . “It’s funny, the way a good house feels. “Where have you been? All these hours I have been calling for you. The bolder members in the House left their places to go lobbyward, grinning.
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