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... way from her naked form, fixing his gaze on the ceiling above the sofa. He went completely limp, his breathing deepening and evening out instantly, pretending to be deep in an unconscious sleep. He waited, his mind racing, hoping his simulated slumber would deter whatever strange motive the mother had.
The silence returned, broken only by the chirping crickets outside and the unnerving, soft sound of the mother’s bare feet taking a slow step toward the sofa. Slowly, the sound of her step ...
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