They don’t count, and I don’t care. Do you mind talking to some one else. He was always forgetting that his tummy was fifty-four years old. He looked just like John Wayne in a cowboy movie, his eyes narrow and squinting, except his hair was long, unruly, and jet black. A granddaughter of mine!’ The idiocy of this notion stuck in his craw and he could think of nothing else for a moment. He was bewildered.
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