Vulture-like, he leaned forward. A centipede, a shiny,sinuous thing which a moment before had been in full flight, suddenly side-wound toward h task, I came to see that even those children of the quarantine, so horribly abused and murderedbefore my eyes, were a part of the body of God. I was disoriented, spinning slowlyin the air where I had been struck, like an untethered astronaut.
Dread had no interest in hunting actual children, andfelt a faint scorn for those who did, as though they had failed some test of personal integrity. The first few stars were agleam in the darkening sky. Renie, with nothing to offer except sympathy and a reassuring touch, at last coaxed the girlback to something resembling normality. A fly skimmed over their heads, making a noise like a small jet helicopter.
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