Clairey tasted the bile rising up in her throat, could smell the pathetic fear she was giving off, and theywere as familiar to her as waking and sleep, as hunger and thirst. In her time of peace there with Ellis, she had nearly forgotten the taste and smell of it, how her joints became liquid and her mouth became sour. That was what violence did to her.
-Tracy Winegar
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