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What am I supposed to tell her? he asked himself. That I'm turned on by animals? That people should start locking up their collies when I come to visit? That they're going to hang my picture in veterinarians' offices? |
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A few minutes later Cyrus followed Kyna into sleep. Exhaustion sealed his eyes and ears so that he neither heard the stealthy tread in the hallway nor saw the shadow that blocked the light under their door. |
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