Corky continued to breathe heavily. “You can talk now, say whatever you want, as long as I want you to, when I’m bored, we’ll play some more.” “Lis—” “—I’m bored, let’s play, get the knives.” “Knives?” “The Duker’s, go get ’em.” Corky went to the kitchenette, brought out the knives. “What do ...
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