Her head dangled unnaturally for an instant, unleashed from its moorings, then sank to join her husband’s on the floor. Here was Ruth Enschede—sick of love! Love—something the world would always keep hidden from her, at least human love. She would flee to the wild fastnesses, the places where there were no overarching systems of any use, where she could blend with the unstable populace and kill in relative peace. " "I know it," replied Sheppard, "and therefore I spare your life. She had called the police on them anonymously. It was as if her finite human brain could only store a limit of information, details like hair color and fingernail shape easily jettisoned to make room for the nuances of a grin or the emotion of a shoulder blade.
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