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He was shifting to reach his own weapon, which had fallen in between the pews at the back. Sometimes the music would be tender and dreamy, like a native mother's crooning to her young; sometimes it would be so gay that the flesh tingled and the feet were urged to dance; again, it would be like the storms crashing, thunderous. At the end of two long lines of foot-guards stood the cart with a powerful black horse harnessed to it. Put out your hand and bid me God-speed. My Mom inherited our house from our Grandma, otherwise they never could have afforded it, not even twenty years ago. “I don’t see quite what your game is, Vee, but I suppose you’ve got a game on somewhere.

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