She did not see the metal pole swing toward the back of her skull, nor did she feel her own blood spoiling her light hair after the dull crack of metal broke her flesh. Gerald, intent on his trail, ignored it. She was quite the rage, in a small way, you know. “I’ve had most of the things I wanted,” said Ramage, in the stillness of the night. E. “The Widgetts,” she said.
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