There is no light at the end of the tunnel for us. We are who we are.
He places the skull in the palm of my hand. There are four canines; the top two are so long and curved I can feel them pricking my skin. There__ a green tinge round the eye socket and in a fine line across the cranium. I__ not sure what animal it__ from. __toat,_ Harris says, as if I__e spoken out loud. __hey hunt grouse and partridge. I found it behind my house. I buried the body in the furze until it was just bone._ His hand is still beneath mine, supporting it. I think of him seeing the small dead creature and digging a tiny grave for it. Planning ahead for all those months just so he__ see the skeleton. Or maybe he severed the animal__ head and that was the only part he buried. __t__ been waiting for you all this time. Like I have.
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He places the skull in the palm of my hand. There are four canines; the top two are so long and curved I can feel them pricking my skin. There__ a green tinge round the eye socket and in a fine line across the cranium. I__ not sure what animal it__ from. __toat,_ Harris says, as if I__e spoken out loud. __hey hunt grouse and partridge. I found it behind my house. I buried the body in the furze until it was just bone._ His hand is still beneath mine, supporting it. I think of him seeing the small dead creature and digging a tiny grave for it. Planning ahead for all those months just so he__ see the skeleton. Or maybe he severed the animal__ head and that was the only part he buried. __t__ been waiting for you all this time. Like I have.
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