Wilene Shaw
One hidden urge darkened Larry Crenshaw's otherwise normal life an urge so twisted, so utterly monstrous that it threatened to destroy him should he ever lose control of it even for a single moment.
Had he ever already lost that control There was something in his nethermost mind about a redhaired girl child, brutally attacked and slain, that he could not quite rationalize.
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Seldom has a novel bared with such uncompromising realism the soul and heart of a man tormented by a desire so repellent to decent society.
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