Henry knows you're not supposed to laugh at retards, but he can't help it. ittered yard beside her doublewide trailer while Garth or Shania blared from a radio stuck in an open window . 'He and I and our two other friends — the ones who are dead — once knew someone who was very different. How long is two years? It seemed hours ago.
' His second shot went right through the weasel's humorless grin. Dreams are for kids. ' Pete and the brunette — Trish — go out, cross the alley, and walk the forty or so feet back to Main Street. Not his hip this time but his head.
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