He pulled himself along on his elbows like a
soldier advancing beneath heavy machine-gun fire. Blanked for nearly three
minutes, holding the rat in the air, a perfect case of waxy catatonia. So his
feeling that she was like an idol in a perfervid novel was not really
surprising at all. He noted with deepening misgivings that there were red marks
like weals on her cheeks and arms. He noted with deepening misgivings that there were red marks like weals
on her cheeks and arms. He pulled himself along on his elbows like a soldier
advancing beneath heavy machine-gun fire.
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