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- Finally she swung her legs out of bed, slipped into the shameful dressing gown, and padded out into the corridor. Mort was waiting for her.
- “Won’t father hear us?” she said.
- “He’s not back. Come on.”
- “How can you tell?”
- “The place feels different when he’s here. It’s—it’s like the difference between a coat when it’s being worn and when it’s hanging on a hook. Haven’t you noticed?”
- ***
- Mort p130
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