Seance on a Wet Afternoon. The medium looks like a plump 40-year-old schoolgirl whose face has the form and consistency of unbaked bread. She speaks to her timorous husband in plaintive, halting phrases, pausing from time to time to brush away some imaginary disturbance in the middle of her forehead. "Arthur wants me to be recognized for what I am. What we're doing is not ... wrong, Billy."
Billy dutifully agrees. What they are doing is planning a kidnaping, though his wife prefers to call it "borrowing a child." The idea originated with Arthur, the medium's dead infant son and favorite contact...
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