[ And, as much as Eponine does not have a knife on her person, Julie does not have a shotgun on hers. And for the best, really, because she no doubt would have already blown her shells on everyone else before it ever reached Eponine.
But that doesn't matter, because before Eponine can even finish her speech, Julie has leapt at her like a bat out of hell, swinging fists and gnashing teeth, one hand clenched hard in Eponine's ratted-up hair.
She fights like a woman who comes from a long line of rednecks and white trash, wily and fast and strong like a rattlesnake. She can only see black. ]
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[ And, as much as Eponine does not have a knife on her person, Julie does not have a shotgun on hers. And for the best, really, because she no doubt would have already blown her shells on everyone else before it ever reached Eponine.
But that doesn't matter, because before Eponine can even finish her speech, Julie has leapt at her like a bat out of hell, swinging fists and gnashing teeth, one hand clenched hard in Eponine's ratted-up hair.
She fights like a woman who comes from a long line of rednecks and white trash, wily and fast and strong like a rattlesnake. She can only see black. ]