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Show page 150 me a dog or a cat or nothing." "Yeah, you told me." "I lived with an uncle. He was a demon, I'm telling you." "Yeah, you told me." "He wouldn't hardly scratch up a good meal for me." "Yeah, you told me." "Okay, Curly, cop yourself a nod." "Right, Red." Lonnie at the x\u.ndow pulled two cold biscuits from his pocket. With unerring accuracy he threw them dead center under the elm. General Burnside only sniffed at them before settling back down on the warm grass of the laxvn. Lonnie stood at the window until the moon shifted his shadow across the floor, then returned to his bunk. "Red, when I get downstairs I will send you some jam and stuff," he said softly. Red was asleep. |
