Henry was such an awkward, lumpen figure compared to Karl. With a shock that cut through her apathy, she realised that there was no one to speak in The initial shock was over; now there was a kernel of ice inside her, scepticism, even anger— both at her family and at Karl—and disbelief. She reached the landing too late.
eone else, not to console them but to feed on them? Suddenly he looked old, all his vigour gone. Pushing David down the stairs—God, no, impossible, all of it—but she had seen it, seen it. Don't you realise he might have killed you too, had David and Anne not arrived at that moment? No one answered him.
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