’ ‘Don’t start arguing again, for God’s sake,’ snapped Roding irritably, dragging out his own large pocket-handkerchief. She wondered what the problem was, why the buildup? She wanted to go to his apartment that evening but stayed herself. . " This expression was old in Ruth's ears. She patted John's head with her palm, its surface appealingly fuzzy. God would have taken mercy on her baby, seeing that she had already had too much pain and that he had taken her beloved mother. You’re going to live under the cat’s foot.
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