By Charlaine Harris
Former long island urban version Nickie Callahan is calling ahead to the simple existence while she strikes to the sleepy collage city of Knolls, Tennessee. however the girls of Knolls should not secure. And as Nickie will get swept up in a string of brutally violent crimes, she needs to take concerns of justice into her personal palms.
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I wondered if I could have my arm back, since it was obvious this was not going to be one of those electric movie moments when the hero suddenly gives way to passion after touching the girl, usually when she’s dismounting. I didn’t have a horse to slide off of; the best I could do was cut my hand. “No,” Cully decided out loud. He bent back over my cut, meticulously applied the bandage, and handed my arm back to me. ” I asked nastily. My muscles were aching from the weight of the garbage bag, the cut began to throb, and there were about seventy-five things I had to do before I could retire for my much-needed preparty nap.
Now. If I could get up. I looked down at my body and shuddered, feeling more naked than I had thought it possible to feel. There was damage. He must have worn a ring; maybe he’d put one on especially to cause more damage. I felt as sorry for my body as if it were a separate thing, not a part of me. My mind pitied my body for what had happened to it. It had to be covered, poor bleeding raped thing. I had to reach the closet to cover up that bruised body. I didn’t want it to be naked anymore, ever.
I felt as sorry for my body as if it were a separate thing, not a part of me. My mind pitied my body for what had happened to it. It had to be covered, poor bleeding raped thing. I had to reach the closet to cover up that bruised body. I didn’t want it to be naked anymore, ever. But the closet was a few feet away. Need drove me. I swung my legs over the side of the bed, bringing them together in a tight protective parallel. Holding on to the bed table, I stood. I swayed for a second and caught myself.
A Secret Rage by Charlaine Harris