He had most of his body hidden behind the house, and held the rifle like he knew what he was doing. He didn't start crying again. Please call me Hernando. Then you have nothing worthy, he said, but he looked puzzled as though he was sure I had a gift of some kind.
Mickey had a bloody lip. Franklin's frown deepened. Are you making a joke about women's intuition? I asked. He gave me a big ol' smile.
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