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Judith Haig walked quietly home to fix up her house
for her husband, Hawk, who apparently had been out
arresting someone she should have known. She had no
trouble on the way. The dogs did not know that the
post office was always closed on Memorial Day and
were not expecting her to cross Falls Bridge until after
five.
chapter 5
"What's your real name? No mother names her
beauty 'Beanie.'" Rich Rage was trying to get to know
his bewildered guide, Mrs. Abernathy, who, pointing
out points of interest as they drove back through
Dingley Falls, referred to each simply as, "That's an old
house over there to your left," or, "There's an old house
on your right."
Mesmerized by the bumpy-road rhythm of Beanie's
ample bosom, Rage looked at none of this history. Both
he and she had left behind the stiffness of sobriety in the
macho bar where, on top of the Thespian Ladies'
daiquiris consumed earlier, they had drunk three
Scotches each while discovering that Beanie liked