A hollow feeling opened up inside her, and she felt her heartbeat quicken. ‘It did not seem to me that it was so. Blotted out—Love! With infinite care, through nearly a thousand pages, her father had obliterated the word Love. Joe, my foster dad, was a heroin and booze addict. He would talk to Spurlock, but from the bench; as a judge, not as a chagrined lover. She told her husband that she wished her nothing more than her own death. “I have never seen him in my life,” she said to the official. That is what my mother used to call me.
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