I've come to take you back home. If I’d meant it, my girl, you’d be dead meat. She was young and bright, little to no make-up except for lip-gloss, long, straight, glossy reddish blonde hair slightly past her shoulders. "He will be murdered!—Help!" "My child!—my love!" cried Wood, dragging her forcibly back. It was one of those old sliding trap affairs, narrow and steep of descent.
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