. She munched her bland Whopper as he wolfed three in a row, stuffing his mouth with half a dozen French fries at a time. I was always told my mother died the day I was born. Part 4 After a day or so she thought more steadily. She directed him to an old part of the highway, a featureless stretch of old farmhouses capped in snow, with the occasional working silo. She was marvellously pretty, but he was not quite sure—yet—that it was advisable for him to sit with her in so public a place. God must love me, for he has guided me here. It's of no use. She may address me as “Grandfather” if she chooses, since I’m obliged to accept her in that capacity. “Are you looking for Mike? He’s working. “Yes?” he said. “And I have dragged you all over here for nothing,” she murmured.
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