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Someone with your background can appreciate what that means. Seventeen invasions— each one excruciating. Months of recuperation, long stretches of immobility. ” Disapproving look. ” I did some mental calculations. ” “Yes, well . . the pregnancy interrupted the surgical process— tissue changes brought about by hormones, physical risks. Professor Montecino said she’d have to wait and be monitored closely. He even suggested. . termination. ” Dutchy blinked hard and drew back his head— the turtle once more— as if unable to believe what he’d heard.
McCloskey, a native of New Jersey and a former nightclub singer, came to Los Angeles in 1962 with aspirations of being an actor. When those failed, he opened the Belle Vue Modeling Agency. After luring Miss Prince away from the larger, more established Flax Agency, he tried to serve as her film agent, according to Hollywood sources. McCloskey and Miss Prince are reported to have developed a personal relationship that ended when Miss Prince left Belle Vue and, in an attempt to trade fashion modeling for screen stardom, signed with the William Morris Agency.
I took her fingers in mine and stilled them with touch and therapeutic murmurings. She turned silent. ” “Yes. And more. ” She liberated her hand, closed her eyes, and retreated to a detached tone. A seven-year-old clinician, presenting at Case Conference. The case of a certain nameless little girl who woke up cold and sweating from her sleeping place at the foot of her mother’s bed. Lurching awake, heart pounding, clawing the sheets to keep from falling endlessly, uncontrollably, into a huge black maw.