A kind but hard looking female officer named Rose took her into a room and sat her down at a small wooden table. A small handgun bobbed at the end of it, aimed at Sheila. She tried to imagine herself “getting something,” to project herself as sitting down at a desk and writing, or as returning after her work to some pleasantly equipped and free and independent flat. She recalled how she had stretched out her arms toward the magic blue horizon. He opened the door for her with a faint disagreeable smile. “Have you not heard?” she said. One of them was a stout square-built man, with a singularly swarthy complexion, and harsh forbidding features. With thinly veiled glee, Michelle described a rumor she had heard about John at a recent party.
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