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was the especial pride and joy of My Dear and Meriem. The
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signs advertising auto repairs and coal deliveries had
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stopping from time to time to let the Oldsmobile catch
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asked that you kids don't laugh while you're in her house,
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forest, and utters very peculiar noises) has not cried
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you saw out west, and the air felt different. It was very
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and started chewing on my toes in retaliation, and that
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There were three bedrooms upstairs, Erma said, but
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gangway above which lowered a green and rotting wooden
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the door. She was enormous, with pasty skin and about three
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well have been traveling in a Conestoga wagon. Mom also
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and small brick buildings lined the river and rose in uneven
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him sped the yellow figure, and right to the end. The seemingly
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he said. Only the Lord can understand it.The preacher
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short white hair that stood straight up. His voice was
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