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Dootsie jerked back--but only to protect her new donut. She held it behind her chair. She was not the least bit afraid of Alvina. Their eyes were locked into each other's, but they showed neither fear nor hatred. Their stares were more probing than clashing. Dootsie brought her face forward until it was again in front of the fist. She opened her mouth as wide as she could and, still staring up into Alvina's eyes, closed her teeth slowly, gently, on Alvina's knuckles. Alvina did not pull away. Dootsie did not bite down hard. Something was happening that I didn't understand, and somehow that made it all the more special. I looked at Margie. She was staring, openmouthed, the coffee urn in her hand poised above a cup. When I turned back, Dootsie was releasing her bite and Alvina laid her hand flat upon the table.
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This passage was very confusing to me. I almost couldn't picture it because it was so out of the ordinary. I can't decide if Alvina was going to punch Dootsie or not. If so, why would you gently bite your enemy's fist? Very odd. If I would have been there I would have considered them pretty much, well, freaks. One normally doesn't bite another girls hand... much less gently. Very interesting.
Words in Red are Prepositional Phrases
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