Bodies! Bodies! Horrible things! We are souls. She could not risk going in the door, lest she run into Larry or Cathy drinking a nocturnal glass of milk or Mike raiding the refrigerator for snacks. She thought of the marvellous beauty of skin, and all the delightfulness of living texture. She mentally reprimanded herself to alter her own visage so as not to appear depraved. I decline to waste a single second even in considering the ugly ones. Her bald head had swollen on her shoulders, puffy with fresh blood that ringed her mouth. ’ Too late he saw his error. Did he like freaks? She opened her black umbrella, her giant sun deflector. ‘What do you mean?’ ‘You have papers of identity, for the Mother Abbess told me so. She held out her arms to him and smiled. Of you—an angel with one wing.
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