She munched her bland Whopper as he wolfed three in a row, stuffing his mouth with half a dozen French fries at a time. His name is carved upon a beam up stairs. ” “You disappoint me,” she said wearily. I knew where I would go next: Florence. He showed me a black mark under his ear, where the noose would be tied. The stretch of red dirt disappeared into a stretch of trees like Van Gogh’s painting. A sense of loss was amongst us. So the charge was dismissed. She had never been able to discover where her father had hidden his shaving mirror.
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