|Subject:||[AUCTeX-diffs] Re: letter|
|Date:||Tue, 2 Jan 2007 03:43:13 +0500|
He sat at the window, totally awake now, totally aware that the police car he was seeing in Annies driveway was as real as his left foot had once been. He felt a flush of shame and humiliation warming his face, but now they were mixed with real anger: it had bloomed from a spark into a tiny sunken flame.
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