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speakable urges flickering inside him. Yelping, panting, Gretchen lay there, struggling to keep her legs apart. |
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The tips of his fingers pressed into the soft fur, and suddenly Gretchen let out a high-pitched yowl. |
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In the next instant she was up and going pell-mell toward the back door, howling all the way. But she never made it. The rope stopped her in midair with a savage snap. |
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She lay on the grass just short of the steps, her eyes opened wide, her head at a crazy angle. |
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Inside the house, sounds of somebody coming. Matty ran back into the woods. |
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From someplace deep within the black, he heard Mrs. Starkey cry out. |
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"Gretchen? Gretchen! Oh my God!" |
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