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Jessica
didn
’
t
like
Richard
’
s
apartment
:
it
made
her
feel
uncomfortably
female
.
There
was
always
the
chance
of
finding
a
pair
of
Richard
’
s
underwear
,
well
,
anywhere
,
not
to
mention
the
wandering
lumps
of
congealed
toothpaste
on
the
bathroom
sink
:
no
,
it
was
not
Jessica
’
s
kind
of
place
.
Jessica
was
very
beautiful
;
so
much
so
Richard
would
occasionally
find
himself
staring
at
her
,
wondering
,
how
did
she
end
up
with
me
?
And
when
they
made
love
—
which
they
did
at
Jessica
’
s
apartment
in
fashionable
Kensington
,
in
Jessica
’
s
brass
bed
with
the
crisp
white
linen
sheets
(
for
Jessica
’
s
parents
had
told
her
that
down
comforters
were
decadent
)
—
in
the
darkness
,
afterwards
,
she
would
hold
him
very
tightly
,
and
her
long
brown
curls
would
tumble
over
his
chest
,
and
she
would
whisper
to
him
how
much
she
loved
him
,
and
he
would
tell
her
he
loved
her
and
always
wanted
to
be
with
her
,
and
they
both
believed
it
to
be
true
.
"
Bless
me
,
Mister
Vandemar
.
She
’
s
slowing
up
.
"
"
Slowing
up
,
Mister
Croup
.
"
"
She
must
be
losing
a
lot
of
blood
,
Mister
V
.
"
"
Lovely
blood
,
Mister
C
.
Lovely
wet
blood
,
"
"
Not
long
now
.
"
A
click
:
the
sound
of
a
switchblade
opening
,
empty
and
lonely
and
dark
.
"
Richard
?
What
are
you
doing
?
"
asked
Jessica
.
"
Nothing
,
Jessica
.
"
