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CHAPTER 13
. On table lay tokens of community spirit—ts, cold fried cato salad, Jell-O salad s, and a tles of soda stood next to gin and scotcub of ice. Floor bubbled madly. My motted  eacs to ticular cooks. Mary sat at one end of t t on , and Elizabete end, c door for visitors. An er  guests siff and formal in ts. One by one, to my mot erment.  me ranger. A couple of old soldiers dropped by, specters from a past t no one else kneing good ole Billy.

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    quot;Im so sorry, ;

    I flicked my cigarette into took a sip from my drink.

    quot;I  a recital doo; s;four or five years ago. to-do aftering lady in a red coat. Remember ly your fatreated  crazy at all, but a person  nig;

    remembered tess from t nig seen or t of ill a little tomboy. I set doed ure, to a nearby cook t next to me, our knees nearly toucared at rance. S s in second grade, ten me at ty-yard das off to t
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