She was faint from hunger, her head spinning into dizziness, the blood madness readying for battle. She had taken care he should have this momentous talk with her on a garden-seat commanded by the windows of the house. They stopped talking, except to each other. ” She turned and looked at him. Joe, my foster dad, was a heroin and booze addict.
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