Of course, until tonight I hadn't known a human servant could do mind-rape. I registered the overturned cribs: a tiny, tiny baby lying on the floor like a broken doll, the center of its bo Call it hunch but the goddess didn't strike me as patient. Call me Ted.
It leaped into the broken window of the nursery. Everyone stopped and started searching the darkness. But I wasn't going to march out there and point out the error of her ways. The hat was on the ground.
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