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                                                                              baby begins to cough
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                          Andrew badly needed his sleep the next night, but
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                    he was woken three times by late-night calls -- an
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                    hung up. Andrew finally turned off his phone to get
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                    some sleep. Tuesday morning, he had more hate You can never let
                    mail. Wednesday morning, he found that his tires anyone suspect, his
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                    had been slashed; he had to borrow a car to visit hismother told him. That
                    parishioners in the hospital. At least no one seemed was the first rule she
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                    to connect him to the "theft" of Phoenix -- though, taught him, and the
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                    as she had predicted, Lisa's farm was searched.
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                    woke to a crash and tinkling glass. Caramel started Heroic Measures
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                    his phone, dialing 911. "This is Father Andrew Pieri
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                    from St. Mary's," he said to the dispatcher. "I think 18 December 2006
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                    he heard the screech of tires on gravel as someone Pale as he was, it was
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                                                                            would never rise from
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                                                                            this bed. Even in the
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                    Andrew flipped on his bedroom light; it was 4:07
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                    a.m. He pulled on his bathrobe and slippers and
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                    went downstairs. Caramel was still barking.
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                    The shattered window was in his study. Andrew
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                    shut Caramel in the basement, to keep him away
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                    from the shards of glass. There was a brick on the
                    floor; it had been thrown with a great deal of force, by Elizabeth Bear
                    slamming past the drawn blinds to land in the middle
                    of the room. Andrew went in; the glass crunched 11 December 2006
                    under his feet, grinding into the carpet fibers. He
                                                                            Nilufer raised her
                    squatted down to pick up the brick, his knees
                    cracking. There was a note wrapped around the eyes to his. It was not
                                                                            what women did to
                    brick. "BITCH LOVER," it said.
                                                                            men, but she was a
                    Andrew put the brick back where it had fallen, for princess, and he was
                    the police officers, and went back out of the study only a bandit. "I want
                    to start a pot of coffee. He could hear the sirens, to be a Witch," she
                    and wished that he had time to get dressed. In his said. "A Witch and
                    collar, at least he looked like a man in control of his not a Queen. I wish
                    own life.                                               to be not loved, but
                                                                            wise. Tell your bandit
                    The police were not unsympathetic. "This is about