shfulldiplotiutualbe,aientontaiategoventofa.
ithoughtoethingtotheuates.ibelievedhisssageentofdiplotiilararraequietlyexunistaghtveclosertotheedtoogoodtobetrue.
thenortheitdidnotdaenspirits.forthefirsttisihiobehappeningintherightdire.en.
aents.ithoughtihadrealineofsufferingandthingsoveagain.iwaswrong.
oeooninjanuary1971,iheinterrogationrootheeahardshove,sothatistaggeredintotherooatherun.assooered,theye.
“youaretherunningdogoftheierialists,”saidone.“youareadirtyexploiterofs,”shoutedanother.“youareaunterrevolutionary,”yelledathird.
theirvoiiliarduriainbalanyaleguardsuddenlygrabbedthelapelsofpaddedjaine,andiuldseehiseyesglisteninginationandgaveahardpush.istaggeredbae,theuardsntioshoutat.ibeyearsyheadybodybling.suddenlystoyuthgotontheguardshandsaotheprisonerschair,theguardsh.
heartpoundedasifitpoutofthroat.breathyequilibriuyeyes.suddenlyastingingbloyaleguardshouted,“areyougoingtonfess”
anothersharpbloyothercheekasseveralvoicesjoioshout,“areyougoingtonfess”
ireihe.thatyonlyyself.