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Show 235 "Well," Lynn said, "I sure hope you finish high school. I've kicked myself a dozen times for quitting-did you know I only had two months to go? A lousy two months!" She shook her head, she could not believe it herself. "If I'd stayed on-who knows? But I quit, to get married." She said this last phrase-to get married-not for Sharon's benefit, she knew that Sharon already knew, but as if it were something which she had to tell her own self, out loud, to remind her self of. Sharon was curious, of course, about her marriage. But she did not know if Lynn really wanted to talk about it, so she just nodded her head in sympathy. "God, it's good to be back here," Lynn said, her face growing eager; she wanted to talk, "Especially now, this time of year. For Christmas. In Washington it rains all winter. Rain rain rain-day and night, for weeks on end. No kidding. I've seen it rain twenty-eight days in a row. I counted them. Twenty-eight days. And one afternoon, right at sunset, the clouds off to the horizon broke up a bit, and I saw the sun. Can you belive it? Twenty-eight days, and I saw the sun once. For about five minutes, just as it was going down. And then, for the next two weeks, nothing. Nothing but rain." "Was your husband from there?" Sharon ventured. "Yes, Mike was born and raised there. Longview, Washington. The rain didn't bother him. At all-he was part duck. But it drove me crazy." "You talking about that man again?" Peggy stepped to the threshold of the kitchen, where she could see Sharon and Robbie, who was mixing drinks on the kitchen counter, at the same time. "Thanksgiving |