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Sarah puffed air up to her bangs. "Honey, talking<br />

like that is no way to make somebody want to tell you<br />

something. That exact same thing has always been your<br />

problem ever since you was little. Arn always said—"<br />

His voice lashed out at her. "Will you cut the crap!<br />

Look, I've walked ten miles on no food. I want to find<br />

Chin, and I don't want to hear some dipshit crap about<br />

my fucking personality. I'm beat to shit."<br />

"You see what I mean? Maynard, if you'd just hold<br />

your horses, maybe we could figure this whole thing<br />

out. Now, you checked everybody you know and<br />

nobody's seen her?"<br />

Pushing out a breath of air like a swimmer, Henry<br />

leaned rigidly back against the corridor wall, his hand<br />

inside his pocket beating the gun against the side of his<br />

thigh. He held himself in check, waiting.<br />

Sarah frowned as she thought, her arms folded over<br />

a sleeveless blouse of electric-blue nylon, a present<br />

from her sons. She peered around into the bar, then<br />

back at Maynard Henry. Finally she spoke.<br />

"I haven't seen her in ages and I don't think she's<br />

been in the trailer park since you got arrested, but you

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