“Take me home, Dexter,” she says after a while and I don’t understand. She drove here; I parked my car four blocks away, it would be much easier if we leave in her car and come back for mine tomorrow. But her eyes are clear of tears; I can see quiet acceptance. Deb knows that I killed Ray Spelzer and isn’t more repulsed, she’s glad. It hits me then
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