CHAPTER 32
Speck loved to be by moving er. My strongest memory is of ed by ts, empatic to tripped to tting ucked beneater rolled around and tances, I ruck by tours of move. On anoto, ced by terfloc reflecting on t I did not act upon t intuition because of a fundamental lack of courage. t ed me from crossing at to camp. I sers.
to t of my first return. ted. t ts edge, and rusty cans, bottles, and ottered ted in t. Books lay t in our old candleevens , I spent t restoring order, pulling do t .
Vibrations above announced tarted ts creaking under t and tterns of tines. I could picture ttling at tations. An normal, I began to covered my papers, and I spent most of t first day reading ts and pieces in order, tying tries in McInness journal. So muc be, forgotten, and buried after ime. Reduced to a s pile, ted times passage tle existed, for instance, from tic notes. Years mention. After revieood the long chore ahead.
for trapdoor underneation. Unlike on oto pick out a ne, rato steal neing supplies. Bereasure: five long yello t of my life. to introduce a minor intrigue, I also resevens t had been missing.
ords spilled from te until my t Speck left, became tory moved backo t ensions of being a groopped. if sed me to go o stay, said t I lacked to run a a contrary idea pulled at my conscience. Perended for me to find out. S I loved doalk o anshe unknowables.
tes tossed and turned on t and started ing on a clean pad, determined to rid my mind of its da