ront of her, tried to say smarty ladykil erish things or else were shy and tonguetied, different colored faces on top of the same stiff bodies. She thumbed open theglove compartment and took out a folded sheet of paper. Kyra saw me pulling into the weedy dooryard, jumped off the slumpylittle swingset beside the trailer, bolted to her mother, and hid behind her. I don't think there was any intent to actually kill the boy, butto maim him?Maybe see him with his foot off, condemned to a lifetime crutch? I thinkthey may have gotten that far in their imagining.
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