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Show -23 awkward. Apology is a thing Skinners don't do well. We're not graceful. I'm sorry, Jacob." "Last spring and summer we lived in a big tent outside of Silver City, New Mexico," Morgan said. "Buck was building log cabins for a dude ranch. We had to wash in the river and cook on a camp stove." Jacob shook his head. "Aren't you ever going to settle down?" he asked me. "Sometime," I said. "And you," he asked Morgan, "you don't mind all this jumping around with my brother?" "I've liked it so far," she said. "I wouldn't want to do it forever." The first time I got interested in Buck was at one of my father's parties, when I heard him telling someone how many different towns he'd lived in during the past five years." "A priest told me once that I moved around a lot because I was suffering from a racial memory," I said. "According to him I'm unconsciously looking for the Garden of Eden, but I'm doomed to be disappointed. Father Ragni says it's a peculiarly American thing to do." "What did he recommend?" Jacob said. "Prayer and resignation. He was a hell of a priest--he used to arm-wrestle the miners in the bar where I met him, for beers. This was in Butte, Montana. The man had hands |
