After supper Clara went to her bedroom. I wasn't sitting on her, Hutto said. He tried to tie an old shirt around the Hell Bitch's eyes, but she shook him off so vigorously that he finally let it go. We shouldn't have left that house.
I call this Clara's orchard, Augustus said. But you ain't a rancher, Augustus said. It was a common complaint. He didn't blame them.
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