"Dance Of the Dead" - читать интересную книгу автора (Matheson Richard)


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none" >Peggy felt a cold that wasn't of the night or of the wind. Remember,
darling, there are terrible things in the world today. Things you must avoid.



Couldn't we go somewhere else? Peggy said but her voice was
inaudible. She heard Bud singing, I like to go swimmin' with bow-legged
women! She felt his hand on her leg again while, in the back, was the
silence of grinding passion without kisses.




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none" >Dance of the dead. The words trickled ice across Peggy's brain.



ST. LOUIS.



The black car sped into the ruins.