Neither chairs nor bedsteads existed; people sat and slepton the floor, separated from it only by mats made of rice-straw, bycushions or by The words throbbing in her mind, she walked slowlybackward along the time line, from that day's date back, reading thenotations, the most significant details in red, the peripheral events inblue. A petite woman with big brown eyesand an ash-blond bob silenced them with a remote control and looked upat Megan expectantly. Need finally drove him forward.
We all are. Megan narrowed her eyes and tipped her head. Like a cornered wolf, he wanted to lash out, but theneed to control that rage overruled. She sipped thesteaming brew, surprised that it had been lightened to her preference.
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