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Show -241 "When he first told us, we didn't believe she had really let him do it, so the next time she came to town Woody brought her to meet us and she told us so herself. Then she offered to take us all on." Morgan shuffled the packaged meats until she found the rib steak she wanted. "Sounds like an Ail-American girl," she said. "We were pretty excited. And sort of scared. We followed her to a place Woody said he knew about, behind the lumberyard on First Street, but in the end nothing came of it." "Why not?" "She changed her mind. It was too wet back there or something. I forget. It was three years before I had another chance with her." "Weren't there any other girls around?" Morgan said. "Well this was a long time ago," I said. "3efore girls got so willing. And Marysville isn't very big. Poor Woody. We were so jealous of him we could hardly stand it. And now here he is dead. Jesus. Isn't life peculiar? Finally Jenny moved into town and went to high school with us. But can you imagine waiting three years? The kids now do it any time they get the urge. Aren't things different." "Was she pretty?" Morgan said. "So-so," I said. "She wasn't bad but she wasn't any |
