Something, I'm convinced, has happened to the boys. "My father!" she whispered. His baggy shorts sagged over knobby knees that tapered into decrepit Reebok sneakers. "Choose, Jack. ’ Thus adjured, but mindful of Trodger’s orders, the militiaman went down the hall backwards, his eyes fixed on the prisoner. ’ He strode to the fireplace behind the leather-topped desk and addressed his own reflection in the mirror, wagging an admonitory finger in his own face. The afternoon had passed now into twilight.
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