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it rained later that night,little furious drops, Montoya alone in bed and Philbert no where to be found. she wondered where he was right now, and what the heck he was doing. damn him, damn Roach, damn all of damn, damn Philbert, they were all liars. scumbags! she felt her eyes get wet, but she determined them to be cold. she wondered why she felt to concerned for life that wasn't her own, but damn Philbert, he couldn't be right..he too spent his life bantering on other lives that werent his.the annoying part of the entire story was that she didnt know what this all was about.she didnt have an idea if this was all a dream, and she would wake up to find that it had been a terrible night mare. ask Montoya, early on, she believed to have heard that whistle, to have seen the ghost of Ursa and smelt alcove every single day-- the presence of Adult Cain, the client that sent her to bed worrying.doctor Montoya got up from bed.she began to write everything she knew, and all her suspicions,
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the more the therapist wondered about these cases the more she had to assume supernatural causes, being religious. she feared that if beyound her, there was little she could do to investigate and solve. father borgolio Bernardo could be a helping hand.she feared that reporting to the police would generate nothing but a supernatural deduction from the matter that they did not care to know,stupid. theyd rather Tell her she needed assistance for her mental health, and given that she was a child therapist, that wasn't something she wished getting outside.the police would rather conduct an embarrasing check on her welfare, if seeming necessary they would be refaring her to some appropriate government agency or the known support group,the London bridge.the London group bridge, it'd never gotten to her head untill now. no one would believe how believeable her hallucinations had been,she wondered why she felt forefront at determining statistics to what could be refared to as hidden crime.
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it felt like being kidnapped, your body lost through space and time , so that when finally waking ,you do not realize exactly where you are, or who you might have been.she only remembers that she had whacked mark across the head with that stool and that he had growled like that animal before colapsing to the floor.she remembered going to the airport after H had given her the address of where might now be the new residence of so called deceased Adulf Cain.she did know, from where she was now, that she did not arrived at that location by the appearance of things.doctor H, charles Roach, Philbert and montoya were flushed in furs twice their sizes , with the snow falling like hail, morphing the world around them. during Evenfall, charles had a shovel work the miserable earth, tipping his hat at she and philbert who was returning with the logs."how'd we get here."replied Montoya ,shorked that her voice was slow."you shouldn't be up!"a voice said"youre bruised."doctor montoya recogni
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doctor montoya had dreams, many in which damaris were In them, telling her stories of her and her son, Adulf cain. *****"not the tone now."damaris cain had pulled at a fall I hair "not your fault, not bruce's . I was the one who stop up the red flag. I dumped all my complaints on him, the Drug use, alcoholism- i should have ignored them. I tried but couldnt, said to my self damaris , there are alot of people who has been through this. and you know what, yours should not be any different. my house keeper,fired Now,she tells me hes disrespectful and dependent on my rates for coors and martini. i did not want adulf thinking it reality, that was eh i thought a boarding house was a nice option for him ontill I could fix Bruce.""Mr Cain iys hard to fix any body---.""i knew-- i made the right decition. and i think i am about to make one now.""what's that?""hammerstien,my son will be stoping school. we are relocating back to the US."the principal sighed."we have a branch in the US.""o
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"God knows what this all happens."she grimaced, shrugged and brightened her eyes"heard anything from verity arc? ive lost all addresses all these yeara with past Old maids.""old verity."Hammerstien sighed.damaris adjusted in her sit "sounds like shes dead."he had put his arm on the desk"no, Euler.""eukerys dead?"she said"he was with the london bridge surpport group wasnt he?""he was."he nodded. damaris CAI didnot seem disappointed like he expected, instead he feared that she seemed pleased. he watched her face cautiously. she applied the wrong shade of foundation and her eyeliner was smeared. she crossed her legs beneath the Chao tentatively, putting manicured fingers to her chest."very sorry do her. I am, i really am. changed has she?""still dessame?"he straightened , with a pukered forehead"you were asking bout Adulf?""yes, can I she him now?"she looked at her wrist watch "its time we get going. dont want to keep Bruce waiting--.""sure."Hammerstein leaned towards the amplifi
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don't touch me." filament heated, electricity in vaccuum, with the presence of gas, resembling colors of the light glowed on Damaris's quivering chin, glowed on her throat, the muffled sob of her Adams apple--it Adulf, it suggests a shallow face, worried but calm, a triangular cast as the glow died to bleak. Adulf twitched the cars bulb, the rays flicked chaotically, then began to shine.they were In a Ford Taurus, 56.3 hip room told that Damaris Cain was a wide waisted woman even if the rest part of her body remained small. Adulf Cain had his all knowing eyes on her, deeply pierced so his mother could just see the real proportion of his evil eye."oh honey."said Damaris. he felt her hands to his jaw, his stiff jaw."did I hurt you?""not really."he hit his head back to the headrest, because her forehead was close to his, dead worried with concern."I love you alright?"he shurgged.her palm came on the wheels again but her eyes were not consertrated on the road, at least, not exactly.
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there was a long ride across willows too, nothing as sweet as your red bricked home and a moonlight sky. they parked at drive way where grew a bad bad lawn with shrubs, there was a broken basket ball hoop however, and a very weary Damaris Cain to hurt the vehicle and thank God (as though she was a bit religious)his mother slightly touched his cheeks again.vergil had less places for parking, once before they'd spent the night in the Taurus faced against the direction of a traffic flow(she might have injured him with such risk, but blame vergil for having less and less places for packing spot). a police man had knocked at their window,shined his light through and demanded they hussled a space and showed a parking light. Damaris and Adulf were awkward in finding a comfortable suitable position. they had finally moved to the front seat to have a space back seat with the sunroof for ventilation."I made this decision to accept Bruce back and I must see through with it."she looked at him
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Bruce Cain turned to Adulf with a glint in his eye "when last did the mess stuff him with ham or turkey, I mean he's as skinny as my knockle. dieting , huh? kid?hello, are you there. humph, he's never there. I think the bastard would like to have his first take of booze and those Christmas pranks kids fool the elderlies with. listen to me boy, I'd rather have you lucked up in a cubbyhole than have you trying to just prank me."he raised his voice now"he's to old to write Santa a wish list, isn't it Damaris? bet he would be wishing I were buried alive, I don't get much of oxegen and then I die very slowly, or a bamboo turtore, sweet hell , I guess that's what he'd want.""you're talking nonsense. give me that now."Damaris grabbed the whiskey from his hands.alright. the kid's built his perspective of the whole damn w-o-r-l-d. we're all crazy and he's only sane. I'll agree I'm the bad guy here but I'll hold fast to my gun."he bellowed in laughter at Adulf's puckered brow.Adulf had a too
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