He was normal now, and the coat was only a coat. It was an oldfashioned peasant blouse, white, square necked, and trimmed with lace. Taking a firm grasp of his pistol, Gerald eased back, let go the handle of the door, and at the same instant, swung his booted foot. ’ He laughed. “Not home yet, miss,” the young man replied. When she slipped off of it her head started to bob, filled with air.
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