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.Wherewherewhere.‘Where is she?’ she finally managed as Gina, still kicking, turned her clenched and raging face towards her and the light and despair flooded Sarah Rutherford’s system.‘You bastard,’ she hissed, no breath left to scream like Gina was screaming.‘You bastard.’But something brushed her, soft in the shadows, she turned and saw a face streaked with dust and tears, her glasses gone, a child’s face defenceless and new.Sarah opened her arms and Esme Grace entered them.AfterwordThe nurse who’d led her down the corridor was different but the room was the same, the camera blinked above the door.It watched them.She sat as close as his twisted body and the tubes attached to it would allow.She sat so close she could smell all the chemicals his stubbornly continuing life required, she felt the loose joints of his thin hand in hers, the cool slack unexercised flesh.She leaned against him, the two bodies motionless, she waited, she listened until it came to her from where it was buried, his heart beating on.She laid her face by his.‘Daddy,’ she said.The word that would make her known [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]