’ Kimble gaped at her and Melusine struggled to pull herself out of the shock. Joe, my foster dad, was a heroin and booze addict. Some had the dignity and the aloofness of a rock in the sea; and others were as the polished pebbles on the sands—one saw the difference of pebble from pebble only by close scrutiny. There was no such a thing as perfection in a mixed world. Michelle stopped by the Beck’s after school that day. She detected that the young officer’s shoulders tensed whenever she moved in the back of his 94 car. For all the enervating heat, he applied himself vigorously to his tasks. John finally wrested her away from the company of his parents, insisting that he wanted to take a walk in the park before it was completely dark.
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