Holly, however, did not want to admit that she saw; yet her face, despite its cosmetic disguise, confessed it. “All right, he’s not a rat without reason. A super-sized, King Kong-type rat like Rusty. Benny Shacklett. But oh gee, golly goddamn,” she said, jamming a fist into her mouth like a bawling baby, “I did love him. The rat.”
