They were bickering, she could tell by the way the mother threw her fat arms into the air and paced restlessly about the tiny clapboard house. She thrashed and screamed as he wrestled her back towards the bed. 1. “You are talking like a boy. Then she sat down—uninvited— and looked from one to the other curiously. . He leaned forward to better drink her in. Mere hangers on.
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