Was there anything at all in those locked rooms of her aunt’s mind? Were they fully furnished and only a little dusty and cobwebby and in need of an airing, or were they stark vacancy except, perhaps, for a cockroach or so or the gnawing of a rat? What was the mental equivalent of a rat’s gnawing? The image was going astray. She did not twitch. Wouldn't it be fun to see his name on a book-cover some day? He'll go strutting up and down without ever dreaming he owed the whole shot to us. He fondled her naked breasts with his fingers, then his mouth. She had had to do away with many a leering foster father since she had started frequenting foster homes in the middle of the century. Then he stood up and repeated it again.
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