Saturday, December 5, 2009

Words. Sure Burt. Then -'Sometimes I wonder how I ever wound up married to you. " "By saying two little words. " She stared at him for a moment.

Sixteen for thirty-five years. ' 'Oh?' 'It was bad enough the first year. ' Mort looked back at his last few weeks and nodded in sympathy. 'Is that why you've been reading all those books?' he said. Ysabell looked down and twiddled a sandalled toe in the gravel in an embarrassed fashion. 'They're very romantic ' she said. 'There's some really lovely stories. There was this girl who drank poison when her young man had died and there was one who jumped.
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Heroux might say if he was brought to trial for arson. Whatever the reasons the woods around Derry and Haven burned all that hot summer. Children disappeared there were more fights and murders than usual and a pall of fear as real as the smoke you could smell from the top of Up-Mile Hill lay over the town. The rains finally came on September first and it rained for a solid week. Downtown Derry was flooded out which was not unusual but the big houses on West Broadway were high above downtown and in some of those big houses there must have been sighs of relief. Let the crazy Canuck hide out in the woods all whiter if that's what he wants they might have said. His work's done for this summer and we'll get him before the roots dry next June. Then came September 9th. I cannot explain what happened; Thoroughgood cannot explain it; so far as I know no one can. I can only relate the events which occurred. The Sleepy Silver.
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