Had Mattie dreamed oftelling me to do what she wanted?And there were the fridgeafator people. God sent you along at the right time. I can drive, I said. --? Devore, she said.
I turned off the light andlay back down with my eyes open, waiting for Bunter's bell to ring orthe childish sobbing to start. I was thinkingabout Storyville, a name any writer just had to love. When I looked, Ieven saw a little smear of sap on one pinky finger. I don't know forsure.
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