I caught one last glimpse of her face, howling something at me.

There were too many vowels in what she said, and they were in an unkind order. ("Substitutions")

Author: Michael Marshall Smith

I caught one last glimpse of her face, howling something at me.<br /><br />There were too many vowels in what she said, and they were in an unkind order. ("Substitutions") - Michael Marshall Smith

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