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An Illustrated Novel
ALIBRAM Select Library
...and the Riverbank Talks
Chapter Nine
And that's how she was driven in the March darkness until the end of strain somewhere on the beat of the lonesome road before they splashed through Leominster where the phone slipped silently out of her sleeping hand.
"A cliff. A fall. Nothing at all."
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And that's how she was driven in the March darkness until the end of strain somewhere on the beat of the lonesome road before they splashed through Leominster where the phone slipped silently out of her sleeping hand.
"A cliff. A fall. Nothing at all."
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