Come Destroy Me (1982)

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Genres: Fiction
Do you like your sister? A. Evie? Sure. She’s my sister, isn’t she? Oh, we had little fights sometimes and I didn’t like the way she talked about dirty things. But I knew she didn’t mean them. I mean, she never did any of the dirty things she talked about. Q. How do you know this? A. Well, she’s my sister. I just know.     — From psychiatric examination of the accused by Dr. A. Jewitt THE SKY WAS DARK, a warm wind was rising, and a man on the radio was talking about soap. Jim Prince swung the car into the soft shoulder off the highway and doused the headlights. He let the radio play. Evie’s head was on his lap, her legs curled under her on the seat. He said, “Baby? Baby?” When she didn’t answer he took her arms gently and raised her to his chest, brushing his lips against her cheek. “Pretty girl,” he said. “Pretty girl.” “I feel strange.” “Sure you do.” “So much, huh?” He said, “Sure, so much. Five or six apiece.” “Beer tastes awful at first.
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