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Everybody in town said so. A large hard growth, half callus and half blister, had risen on the inside of his index finger, where the pencil pressed most firmly.
May 10th, 1981 long illness. He remembered how she had imitated it, the way her upper lip had wrinkled toward her nose, how her cheeks had seemed to flatten, how she had actually looked like a pig for a moment: Whoink! "I guess Id like that shot after all, Annie,he said when she had him back in bed. "Annie was going on gaily as Paul imagined the rear bumper of his Camaro surfacing through the rotted snow for the sun to twinkle on. He saw her sitting in here and scooping ice-cream into her mouth, or maybe handfuls of half-congealed chicken gravy with a Pepsi chaser, simply eating and drinking in a deep depressed daze. Still, he had decided to live. The perfect vehicle for a woman who lived alone and had no neighbor she could call upon for help (except for those dirty-birdie Roydmans, of course, and Annie probably wouldnt take a plate of pork chops from them if she was dying of starvation). His legs, now unsplinted but as crooked and ugly as something glimpsed through a rip in the canvas of a freak-show tent, hung down. __._,_.___
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