The next day was no better. I won't live here and get dirt in my hair for the love of a drunkard. I might be forced to cut the cards with you again. Maybe they had forgotten to hobble the horses and they had grazed away.
He's never seen a blonde, I guess. Of course, then I had one every day, he reflected. He carried one, like all men did, but he never ever practiced with it that she knew. It made no sense to Bob, and he was hoping if they could only have another boy, he would turn into the helper he needed.
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