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ALSO BY SARAH GRAVES
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At the Jiminy Point house, Jake sat waiting in the living room under the newly repaired lamp. Outside, it was beginning to get light; Lee lay peacefully in her arms, asleep. A squall swept over the bay, rain hitting the windows in fat spatters and slashes. It paused, then poured straight down for a while before ceasing altogether. The men were out in the kitchen, Marky in charge of whatever they were doing together there, his voice hectoring, criticizing and complaining. She wondered how Anthony stood it, especially when the sound of a slap rang out and no protest followed. "Do you hafta question every little thing?" Marky demanded. "For freak's sake, I don't know why we gotta do it this way. We just do, that's all. Maybe," he concluded, " ‘cause by now all the roads are full of cops. You ever think a’ that?" Her leg was asleep. She tried moving Lee, but at the tiniest change in position the little girl's eyelids flickered warningly And under the circumstances, Lee asleep was best; for
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