Mood: Suspense
"Very slowly, sliding his forehead down the trough of the brick corner and bending his knees, he lowered his body toward the paper lying between his outstretched feet."
Mood: Regret
"He wished, then, that he had not allowed his wife to go off by herself tonight-and on similar nights."
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