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Show •255 SEVEN Adam's Volkswagen, rejuvenated by a tune-up, soared up and down the mountains of the Coast Range with rackety grace We zipped past meadows speckled with wild iris and adder's tongue, past the silvery barns that lay in the fields like enormous fallen birds. When we got to the place where the two gleaming lines of the railroad turned away from us and entered the deep woods I pointed it out to Carlo. "Did Adam ever tell you about the time I jumped on a freight car full of cedar shavings and rode all the way to the coast?" I asked him. "He talked about you a lot," Carlo said. "What you |
