She had seen for herself right up in the bedroom window with her binoculars when Joanie was gone shopping one night, right with her own eyes. What was he doing? What was he thinking? It was less than a day now, less than twenty hours. She laughed a little bitterly. She felt a semi-sharp object being gently impressed into her back. "Going to befuddle himself between now and dinner," was the comment of Prudence. 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. Fearful that she had given herself away, she sank back down onto her stool. She was ashamed of herself for the simple gladness she felt wash over her as the infant’s screams ended.
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