She wore a black satin dress, a little shiny at the seams, a purposeless bow of white tulle at the back of her neck, and a huge chatelaine. Clotilde’s stunning green eyes were reflected in the gazes of the tender young children, but their faces had been hollow and sunken, their hair matted, and their clothing in bad need of repair. She placed the freezer back on top of Ray Plote's old hiding place, now his permanent resting place. Don’t say anything, she thought to herself, say nothing more, Martin. I don’t see any good in life if it hasn’t got you in it.
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