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He shook his head, half in pity for a fellow man, half in shame, and went back inside.  It was just too painful to watch.

From A Taint in the Blood, the fourteenth Kate Shugak novel: Johnny Morgan, elbows on the railing, watched from the deck.  It was pitiful, was what it was.  Here was this tiny little woman, couldn’t weigh 120 pounds wringing wet, facing down this big, strong, good-looking guy, an Alaska state trooper no less, a man…

Read more He shook his head, half in pity for a fellow man, half in shame, and went back inside.  It was just too painful to watch.