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Fern left Relief Society early. She had never done that before, but she had a headache. Or something. It wasn’t really a headache, but it was in her head. Or her neck, or back. It wasn’t…
[…] at the trees. It turned over and over in the air and disappeared in an explosion of sparks as it struck a Douglas mid-trunk. “You feel like praying?” Brick asked. He stuck his finger […]
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I remember that day perfectly—every violet plum with its orange smudges, the rim of the huge blue canning kettle smeared with thick yellow slime and little tatters of purple peel. It was the day I…
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