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;It o come. I seen you since w;
quot;Im so sorry, ;
I flicked my cigarette into took a sip from my drink.
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