Saturday, January 21, 2012
Thousand: Six Hundred Thirty-Three
into the room she takes another breath and lets it out. Remember to breathe. If your heart races you can only do so much to calm it. But if you concentrate on the breath, you can gain some control. The hall is quiet. She can’t hear the bountiful soliloquies of any of the occupants of the rooms. She can’t see the overseer. But then, the hallway curves gradually to the left and whatever is four doors ahead is out of sight. It’s enough of a curve, the girl thinks for the first time, that it ought to come back around
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