The room was worse than pokey, it was shabby; and the view from the window, of chimney pots and slate roofs, wholly uninspiring. My last foster father in Alabama before the Becks was a heavy drug abuser. “He fell over at my feet,” she continued. Above the work-table was a drop-light—kerosene. I struck him across the face, twisted the steering wheel of the motor, sprang out myself, and left him for dead on the road with the motor on top of him. She felt her chest trying to float up, but the blessed undertow, the dreaded reason why she was warned to never bathe in the ocean, sucked her feet down, putting the decision where it belonged, into the hands of God. " "I'll have a look-see before I make any decision.
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