![]() But what she had to put in there was much worse, much more sickening. On opening it, she got a whiff of gasoline mixed with dust, and again thought she might vomit. She set the bag on the ground and fumbled with the lock of the trunk of the Golf. Even the air in her lungs which had seemed so clean a minute ago now felt warm and sickening. At the thought, she gagged, her face twisting in a scowl. What spoiled it all, though, was this black bag she had with her, containing fifteen more bags full of the most horrifying stuff. The air was still damp, but it felt clean and fresh and it seemed to revive her a little. The weather was showing signs of improvement, and there were even patches of blue sky here and there. ![]() ![]() ![]() Kuniko took a deep breath the moment she had escaped Masako's house. Critics' Lists: Summer 2008 Sifting Through Summer, Page By Page ![]()
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