Her foster father, Larry, was the hard working son-of-a-bitch type with a disdain for suits. Well-balanced, sane, wasn’t I? You never heard anyone call me a madman? I’m pretty near being one now, and it’s her fault. ’ She grimaced. He was no Hoddy, but a tremendous man, with hairy arms and bearded face and drink-shattered intellect. “I love you, you know. I suppose I believe in God. "My coat!" Ruth did not move but stared astonishedly at the patient. Gosse had moved forward, his pistol arm out straight, his aim true, the gun cocked.
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