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doc#95 Portland home by her widowed mother, 80, her maiden aunt, also 80 and bedridden for
doc#148 something about the contour of her face, her smile that was like New Orleans sunshine
doc#133 angry. </p><p> Her blond hair was frowzy, her dress torn in several places, and her shoes
doc#133 to sleep". </p><p> "Oh". She stared at him, her eyes wide as she thought about what he
doc#132 difficulties due to her husband's marginal income, her defense of denial was excessively strong
doc#113 respectability. One girl describes her past, her succession of broken marriages, the abortions
doc#140 she could not catch her breath and then, her breath returning in short, frightened spasms
doc#133 rubbed her eyes and stretched, then sat up, her hands going to her hair. "I'm a mess",
doc#140 achieving this one goal. If, as she walked, her steps fumbled from time to time, she chose
doc#115 their lives is now fulfilled, says the wife, her husband has achieved immortality. Not so
doc#133 new skin under it red and angry. </p><p> Her blond hair was frowzy, her dress torn in
doc#133 . </p><p> She didn't move or say anything. Her eyes were glazed as if she didn't hear
doc#140 resisted her and tried to fling her back. Her own body protested, aching painfully where
doc#95 innocent. Only Miss Gee asked for bail. Her young British lawyer, James Dunlop, pleaded
doc#140 dirt and bits of leaves off her clothes. Her arm bled slightly, and the offended skin
doc#148 arms encircled me in a bear-like crush. Her mouth, which had been so much in my thoughts
doc#148 standing with her back to the glass door. Her form was silhouetted and with the strong
doc#89 's body on the first-floor bedroom floor. Her husband was lying on the kitchen floor,
doc#133 which she didn't even care how she looked. Her face was very thin, and burned by the sun
doc#148 anything she did which did not fascinate me. Her legs were the full, sexy kind, full bodied