Anne Rice - v1, Lasher

She had not picked up the slightest vibe of it from

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Unformatted text preview: issed it. Mona wanted to kiss him, to touch him, to say something, to apolo- gize, to confess, to say she was sorry, to say don't worry, but she couldn't think of the right words. She had a deep terrible fear that he hadn't seen Oncle Julien, that he was simply losing his mind. She thought about the Victrola, about the moment when she and Ancient Evelyn had sat on the library floor with the Victrola between them, and Mona had wanted to crank it, and Ancient Evelyn said, "We cannot play music while Gifford is waiting. We cannot play radios or pianos while Gifford is laid out." "What did Oncle Julien actually tell you?" asked Pierce, in his baffled innocent fashion. Not making fun. Truly wanting to know what Michael would say. "Don't worry," said Michael. "There'll be a time. Soon, I think. And I'll know what to do." "You sound so sure of yourself," said Hamilton Mayfair in a low voice. "I wish I had an inkling of what was going on." "Forget about it," said Mona. "Now we should all be quiet,&q...
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This note was uploaded on 02/20/2010 for the course WRITING 220.200 taught by Professor Julie during the Spring '10 term at Johns Hopkins.

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