Bottles, pacifiers, baby toys, clothing items, et cetera. Avalanches were more polite; at least they inspired interesting emotions like terror. These activities inspired none. Jack felt like his soul was being eaten, and Chastity was close to transforming into an irritated, caustic, violent bitch. By dint of some hidden strength, she managed to refrain from snapping and grimly forged ahead.
It was dark outside, and still the halt had not been called. “Why, oh why is there so much to be reviewed?” Jack asked, almost complaining.
“Well, it would have been less if we had been hard at it from the get-go,” Mary explained.
Jean nodded. “Most of this was supposed to have been done yesterday,” she said.
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