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- Giovanni Guareschi [Don Camillo 01] The Little World of Don Camillo (pdf)
- Christine Young [Highland 01] Highland Honor (pdf)
- Angela Verdenius [Heart & Soul 16] Soul of a Guardian (pdf)
- Chalker Jack L W Świecie Studni 5 Zmierzch przy Studni Dusz (pdf)
- Dahlia Rose, Brenda Steele, Regina Paul, Dorian Wallace Mating Season (anth.) (pdf)
- Cooper McKenzie [Menage Amour 161 Club Esotera 03] Minding Mistress (pdf)
- Dena Garson [Emerald Isle Fantasies 03] Ghostly Persuasion [EC Twilight] (pdf)
- 33 1 3 087 Serge Gainsbourg's Histoire de Melody Nelson Darran Anderson (pdf)
- Alan Burt Akers [Dray Prescot 07] Arena of Antares (pdf)
- 1. Matthews Sadie Namić™tnośÂ›c po zmierzchu
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it.
Well, y'know I was huntin last night with Sam an the
Rucker boys over beyond Sam s place, an long around
midnight the Rucker boys started home an Sam an me
come on back this way. Well, I was a little in front of Sam
when we hit that little lane that runs from his house out
to the big road. It was up there on that sand hill in the
pines. They was a little moon last night, you recall, an
jest as I hit the road I seen a car parked there, with its
lights off. I was only about a hundred feet from where it
was. Jest then Sam s dog let out a yip an the man in the
car must a seen me back there because he stepped on
his starter an gunned the motor an started out down the
lane like hell after a man. Sam come a-runnin up behind
me an out into the lane, but by that time the car was out
of sight around a turn. Sam didn t see what kind of car it
was, but I seen it plain enough. It was a big roadster, an
it was a Buick. I can tell all kinds of cars, jest by lookin
at em. It was that car your brother drives, no mistakin
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it. Sam kept askin me if I could tell what kind of car it
was, but I told him no, an he got kinda quiet an didn t
talk much more.
Just a minute, Jake, I said. Did anybody get out of
the car before it started?
Well, he said quietly, I ll tell you because I know it
won t go no farther. I don t like to tattle on gals an I
don t like to do em no harm, an I wouldn t say nothin
now only I think you ort to know. They was a gal in there,
all right, an she popped outta the car when he stepped
on the starter. She lit out like a greased shoat into the
trees on the other side of the lane. She was outta sight
before Sam got there.
How far was this from Sam s house?
Less n a quarter of a mile. Oh, it was that oldest gal of
Sam s, all right. They ain t another house within two
mile, an if it d been some gal from town he d brought out
there she wouldn t have got out. Anyway, ain t nobody
else in this here country built like that gal. Good Jesus,
jest a-seein her scootin across the road with her pants
in her hand, an thinkin about it, I was so horny I woke
up the Old Lady when I got home.
Do you think Sam got home before she got back, and
caught her going in?
No. Not a chanc t. I walked real slow the rest of the
way, like I was awful tar d, an kept him back. She got in
ahead of him, all right. This time. There was a
significant emphasis on the last two words and I knew
that Jake had said all he intended to say on the subject
and considered his obligation at an end.
I finished the cigarette and threw it away and got up.
Thanks, Jake.
That night after supper I got in the car and drove in to
town. Lee wasn t at home and Mary said she hadn t seen
him since around noon. I finally found him in the back
room of Billy Gordon s café, the second time I went in
there. He and Peewee Hines were shooting craps. He
was drinking beer, but he wasn t drunk.
Well, if it isn t the old clodhopper himself. Lee
grinned as I walked in. Have a bottle of beer. It s bad for
your kidneys.
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Hi, All-American, Peewee said and grinned at me. He
was in high school about the time Lee was and I never
did care a lot for him. He always grinned as if he were
watching something through a keyhole. He was a little
guy with a fresh way of looking at you.
Excuse us, Peewee, I said. I want to talk to Lee a
couple of minutes. You don t mind, do you?
Not at all. Go right ahead. He threw down the dice
and sat down at one of the tables, leaned back, and put
his feet up.
It s private, I said.
And this is a public place. Or maybe you own it?
Beat it, you little sonofabitch. I reached for him and
he jumped up and made for the door.
Lee looked at me. You re going to get yourself killed
someday, talking to people that way.
I sat down. Well, when I do, it won t be Peewee Hines.
And speaking of getting yourself killed, maybe you know
what I m here for.
I have no idea. Maybe you just came in so I could
refresh myself looking at your beautiful face. When I m
shooting craps with people, I don t appreciate having em
chased off when I m four bucks in the hole.
Sam Harley damned near caught you with that
Angelina the other night, I said. Does that mean
anything to you?
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