" "I'm not afraid, mother," said the little girl, smelling at the bouquet. Her target was a fifty-four year old man who lived with his mother, an obese neighborhood woman, a widow named Dawn Plote. He embraced her small body in his arms, kissing her forehead over and over. She arrived about nine o’clock the next evening in a state of tremulous enthusiasm. “It isn’t objections exactly.
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