Text to complete: he must be flat on his kitchen floor , suffering from the blasted coronary doc burke had been warning him about , and having the mother of all hallucinations . and sure , why would n't he dream up a war zone ? leave it to him to plop himself back to a place he had no unequivocal desire to relive . while he died like a putz in his
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Text to complete: reckon he 's half right , seein ' as he done locked the door . '' you should thank me , '' gandy suggested helpfully . with an economical lift of brow gideon neatly indicated he did not see why this should be so , though he would be danged if he knew what glimmer of his thoughts he had let slip . '' it 's called ' protective custody ' , '' said
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Text to complete: next to the fire a rocking chair held a fat yellow cat curled into a ball , his nose tucked under his tail . everything looked so real liam could almost smell what was cooking for dinner . he caught himself holding his breath , waiting for them to move . with a sigh he stood back up . '' i had no idea , '' said
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