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As the words tore out of his throat , Craig felt hate go with them . He tried to look out the window at the volley ball going over the net but he couldn't see it clearly because the tears were coming too fast . He felt the bean bag in ...
As the words tore out of his throat , Craig felt hate go with them . He tried to look out the window at the volley ball going over the net but he couldn't see it clearly because the tears were coming too fast . He felt the bean bag in ...
Side 107
1 10AK But tomorrow she would be here , and curiously , he felt that with her would come a new life to the farm as well as to himself , come to the both of them who had been so inseparably dying under the hot summer sun .
1 10AK But tomorrow she would be here , and curiously , he felt that with her would come a new life to the farm as well as to himself , come to the both of them who had been so inseparably dying under the hot summer sun .
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He inhaled deeply , and the smoke felt soft and good against his throat , the tobacco tasting warm on his tongue . He offered the cigarette to her . " No , " she said , " it's for you . " Then , after a moment , " It was very good for ...
He inhaled deeply , and the smoke felt soft and good against his throat , the tobacco tasting warm on his tongue . He offered the cigarette to her . " No , " she said , " it's for you . " Then , after a moment , " It was very good for ...
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