In truth, Sheila never saw Lucy murder anyone at all, she only saw the blood. Her girl, Clarice, was ten and just as pretty as a silver bell. It rained slightly, and a thick mist gathered in the air, and obscured the beautiful prospect. “Oh, but life is difficult!” she groaned. I throw up work—everything! I just teach in one school, one good school, three days a week.
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