Her foster father, Larry, was the hard working son-of-a-bitch type with a disdain for suits. “What do we want? What is the goal?” asked Ann Veronica. Sheila, a normally sound sleeper, woke one night to find both her husband and her foster daughter had snuck from their beds, and this infuriated her. The sky was dripping a wet, slow rain that had forced the city’s inhabitants into taxicabs and dingy cafeterias, the day wholly ruined for all except the insane schizophrenics and her. Pottiswick’s daughter found her tongue. " Ruth spread out the ruffled skirt, sundrily torn and soiled. Then perhaps I shall send for him if he has not forgotten. A home MAY be a sort of cage, but still—it’s a home.
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