He was still grinning. A real smile. If she held on, very likely everyone in this stony, weedy yard would end up riding the handsome before long. but if I need to go inside, the old woman who lives here will breathe no more.
well, of course she didn’t know, did she? But she could see the look in the spinster bitch’s eyes. Steven nodded. Such absurd courtliness out here in the middle of nowhere, with the acrid smell of the oilpatch on the edge of town already in her nostrils, startled her out of her fear and into a laugh. Before he even began to shake the tree, however, the apple he wanted fell off and dropped into his hand, neat as you please.
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