Some people believehe's guilty. At ten on the dot Mitch stepped behind the podium. The poor man had lost his son, he had every right tobehave in any way he wanted. Fears that existed in the darkest corner of her heart liketoadstools.
The questions andrecriminations could wait. She paced the length of an antique fire truck, shaking,not from the biting cold of the old garage, but from shock. For a moment Megan just sat there with her eyes squeezed shut, then thecold began to penetrate through the seat of her black wool trousers. Beauty Salon, wherethe wash-and-set crowd got their beehives teased and their white hairdyed blue.
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