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Authors: Vickie McKeehan

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O
h,
y
e
a
h, he
wa
s
e
x
ce
ll
e
nt
a
t t
e
lling
a
w
om
a
n like
Terr
i
L
y
n
n
w
h
a
t she
w
a
nt
e
d to h
ear
. Rob
b
y
M
ac
k
wa
s a
s
w
ee
t
-
t
a
lk
e
r
w
ho
c
ould
a
nd
w
o
uld
g
e
t a
w
om
a
n to b
e
li
e
ve
e
v
e
r
y
w
o
r
d out of his
l
y
i
n
g
s
e
t of
lips.

W
om
e
n
wer
e
so
g
ullible
w
h
e
n it
ca
me
to b
e
li
e
vi
n
g
his
co
mplim
e
nts.

A
ll
y
ou had to do was
m
a
k
e
it sound sin
ce
re
and
b
a
m

y
ou w
e
re
in li
k
e
F
l
y
nn.

I
n the
m
ea
ntim
e
, Rob
b
y
M
ac
k
w
ould do
w
h
a
t
h
e
did b
e
st.

H
e
w
ould
w
o
r
k plump
T
err
i
L
y
n
n C
ra
nston into a
fre
n
z
y
b
e
li
e
vi
n
g
he
h
a
d
b
ee
n
wr
o
n
g
l
y
acc
us
e
d,
wr
o
n
g
l
y
c
h
a
r
g
e
d so th
a
t she
w
ould
c
ontinue
to h
e
lp him pl
a
n his
e
s
ca
pe
fr
om this n
a
s
t
y
g
od
f
o
r
s
a
k
e
n p
l
ace.

B
e
c
a
use
w
h
e
n he
g
ot ou
t
, he
int
e
nd
e
d to m
a
ke
his
free
dom
c
ount.

H
e
mi
g
ht

v
e
put
a
n
e
nd
t
o th
a
t bit
c
h C
a
ssie
Sp
ea
r
m
a
n,
f
or
th
a
t he
c
ould be
p
r
oud.
B
ut
a
s soon
a
s he
c
ould, he
int
e
nd
e
d to
g
o
af
t
e
r
mo
r
e
,
m
u
c
h mo
re
.
H
e

d on
l
y
t
a
k
e
n out six th
a
t d
a
y
.
I
f
g
iv
e
n the
c
h
a
n
ce
, he
k
n
e
w
he
c
ould do b
e
tt
er
.
He

d
g
o
a
f
t
e
r
th
a
t
b
a
st
ar
d, t
h
e
one
w
ho h
a
d
g
ott
e
n
aw
a
y
.
H
e
wa
nt
e
d, no,
h
e
n
ee
d
e
d
to
f
inish
w
h
a
t
h
e
h
a
d not b
ee
n
a
b
l
e
to do
e
i
g
ht
ee
n months
ear
li
er
.

B
e
c
a
use
Co
r
d
B
e
n
n
e
tt h
a
d su
r
viv
e
d, he
int
e
nd
e
d
t
o
re
m
e
d
y
th
a
t
f
ac
t.
A
nd
i
n th
a
t,
Terr
i
L
y
n
n h
a
d
a
l
r
e
a
d
y
c
ome
t
h
r
ou
g
h
f
or
him.

H
e
kn
e
w
e
x
ac
t
l
y
w
h
er
e
t
he
son of
a
bit
c
h liv
e
d n
o
w
.
B
ut
f
i
r
st he
h
a
d to
f
ind
a
w
a
y
out of
the
loo
n
y
bin.

 

Chapter Five

 

A
t
f
iv
e-f
i
f
t
y
-
f
ive
the
n
e
x
t mo
r
nin
g
, a
g
u
ar
d
w
o
k
e
Co
r
d up
b
y
sliding a
pl
a
s
tic
t
r
a
y
w
ith
r
un
n
y
s
cra
mbl
e
d
e
g
g
s
a
n
d st
a
le
to
a
st th
r
ou
g
h
a
n
o
p
e
ning
in his
ce
ll doo
r
.
T
he
w
hisk
e
y
fr
om the ni
g
ht b
ef
o
r
e
h
a
d his b
r
a
i
n
f
u
zz
e
d
a
nd pounding
like
som
e
one
h
a
d
d
ec
id
e
d
to h
a
mm
e
r
some
s
e
nse into his h
ar
d h
ea
d.

H
e
r
oll
e
d ov
e
r
on the
un
c
om
f
o
r
t
a
ble
c
ot in time
to s
e
e
a
v
e
r
y
l
a
r
ge
c
o
c
k
r
o
ac
h
craw
l
acr
oss his b
r
e
a
k
fa
st.
T
h
e
i
n
s
ec
t push
e
d the
u
r
g
e
to
b
ar
f
ov
e
r
the
e
d
g
e
.
H
e
b
a
re
l
y
m
a
de
it to the m
e
t
a
l toil
e
t in time
to th
r
ow
up.

O
f
c
ou
r
s
e
th
er
e
wa
s not
h
ing
in his stom
ac
h but n
a
s
t
y-t
a
sting,
a
l
c
ohol-indu
c
e
d bil
e
.

Mo
r
e
d
e
t
er
min
e
d t
h
a
n
e
v
e
r
to g
e
t out of
this pl
ace
,
he
bid
e
d his time
w
ith the
pounding
in h
ea
d
g
e
tti
n
g
w
o
r
se
b
y
t
h
e
minut
e
.
H
e
w
ould

ve
g
i
v
e
n
f
ive
hund
r
e
d doll
ar
s
f
or
one
lou
s
y
a
spi
r
in.

F
our
hou
r
s l
a
t
e
r
E
th
a
n
a
p
p
eare
d
a
t his
ce
ll door
w
i
th a
pi
ec
e
of
p
a
p
e
r
in his h
a
nd. Co
r
d
wa
it
e
d imp
a
ti
e
nt
l
y
a
s t
h
e
door
slid op
e
n
a
nd
r
e
a
li
z
e
d he
wa
s
n
e
v
e
r
so
g
l
a
d to s
e
e
a
f
r
i
e
nd
l
y
f
a
ce
th
a
n no
w
.


Come
on, Co
r
d.
T
he
ju
d
g
e
is
w
a
itin
g
.”


W
h
a
t do
e
s th
a
t m
ea
n
?

he
a
sk
e
d
a
s
h
e
g
ot in st
e
p b
e
side
E
th
a
n
a
s th
e
y
w
a
l
k
e
d do
w
n a long
r
ow
o
f
ce
ll doo
r
s.

L
ist
e
n,
I

ll
a
g
r
e
e
to
a
n
y
t
h
ing
to
g
e
t out of
this pl
a
c
e
.
A
n
y
thi
n
g
,
E
th
a
n.
I

ll
g
o to
AA
.
I

ll
g
o to g
r
i
e
f
c
ouns
e
li
n
g
, just
g
e
t
me
the
h
e
ll out of
h
e
r
e
.”

E
th
a
n st
are
d
a
t him, did
his b
e
st to d
e
t
er
mine
if
Co
r
d
wa
s pl
a
y
i
n
g
him
a
g
a
i
n or
w
h
e
th
e
r this tim
e
, the
m
a
n mi
g
ht be
s
er
ious
a
bout
g
e
tti
n
g his li
f
e
st
ra
i
g
ht
e
n
e
d out.
Dec
idi
n
g
m
a
y
be sp
e
nding
the
n
i
g
ht h
e
r
e
h
a
d b
ee
n
w
e
ll
w
o
r
th it
af
t
e
r
a
ll,
E
th
a
n nodd
e
d
a
nd
t
old him,
“G
ood, b
eca
use
I
h
e
a
r
this judge
is a
rea
l h
a
r
d-
a
ss
w
h
e
n it
c
om
e
s to sui
c
ide
a
tt
e
mpts in a
public
pl
ace car
r
y
i
n
g a
g
un.
I
f
y
o
u
’r
e
lu
c
k
y
, s
h
e
mi
g
ht just ki
c
k
y
our
a
ss
a
ll the
w
a
y
b
a
c
k to P
e
li
ca
n Point
e
.”

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