"I could hang him now if I liked. "'Tis a cruel thing you've done, lad. " "And, if you want an additional inducement to do so, I can tell you there's no one —not even his mother—whom he loves so well as you. He looked distant, irritated. The stretch of red dirt disappeared into a stretch of trees like Van Gogh’s painting. Others are smart but fall prey to emotional damage, the female lunar instinct of cunning that goes awry. Perhaps that other boy who visited you backstage at the concert.
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