under my arm and get my s neck at time, I felt the boy’s severe eye upon me.

    ‘Clean and quick,“ ed me, I could tell from his voice.

    I o kill to kill t my rangled cry of alarm fle, and for a second I ated. it and a flap, t ruck by t I still  by ting, cla t it lurched away from me.

    Sly, poook t of my grasp and in a single movement .

    to me; I forced myself to take it. arm, ill.

    t me. ing he limp body in my hands.

    it a word urned his back and walked away.

    good o me? My   mine to give; it belonged to another, and always had. I loved Emmeline.

    I believe t Emmeline loved me, too. Only s is a painful to love a tside, a cast-off, a superfluity, a mere observer of twinness.

    Only  for anottle by little I coaxed s of silver til s forgot so talked. together we were happy.

    Until Adeline came back. Furious o tant so an end, and I side again.

    It  fair. t hough Adeline abandoned her, Emmeline loved her.

    ever Adeline did, it altered nototal. And me? My  I never fooled Emmeline.  kneruth.

    Emmeline had her baby in January.

    No one kneo tent to stay inside, yacreat  noticed.  or to t regular o  of time he door.

    Our contact . For meat and vegetables —I never learned to like killing c I learned to do it. As for ot to to collect c a boy on a bicycle s, I met  to t it ion to  least from time to time. Once,  t oday,” I imagined  t tor  if t reac it soon greo use Adeline like ted  time in ite. From