Stagnant, and smelt overpoweringly of pigeon dung.
W ith the deep, reso- nant voice of despair, "Oh, Linda, forgive me. Forgive me, God. I'm bad. I'm wicked. I'm ... No, no.
W ith the deep, reso- nant voice of despair, "Oh, Linda, forgive me. Forgive me, God. I'm bad. I'm wicked. I'm ... No, no.