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I shall never forget
the weekend Laura died.
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A silver sun burned through the sky
like a huge magnifying glass.
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It was the hottest Sunday
in my recollection.
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I felt as if I were the only human being
left in New York.
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For with Laura's
horrible death, I was alone.
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I, Waldo Lydecker...
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was the only one
who really knew her...
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and I hadjust begun
to write Laura's story when...
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another of those detectives
came to see me.
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I had him wait.
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I could watch him
through the half-open door.