The Phantom is snivelling again

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The Phantom is snivelling again [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]!' I had spent the rest of the show trying to keep from bursting into
wild peals of laughter. Jo could be evil that way.
Why had she come with me that August? Jo didn't like New York even in April or October
when it's sort of pretty. I didn't know. I couldn't remember. All I was sure of was' that she had never
been back to Sara Laughs after early August of 1993 . . . and before long I wasn't even sure of that.
I slipped the key into the lock and turned it. I'd go insideflip on the kitchen overheadsgrab a
flashlightand go back for the car. If I didn'tsome drunk guy with a cottage at the far south end of
the lane would come in too fastrear-end my Chevyand sue me for a billion dollars.
The house had been aired out and didn't smell a bit musty; instead of stillstale airthere was a
faint and pleasing aroma of pine. I reached for the light inside the doorand thensomewhere in the
blackness of the housea child began to sob. My hand froze where it was and my flesh went cold. I
didn't panicexactlybut all rational thought left my mind. It was weepinga child's weepingbut I
hadn't a clue as to where it was coming from.
Then it began to fade. Not to grow softer but to fadeas