Cecile had told her they were furious. Where did the years go? She didn't feel like thirty-seven. Bernie pulled off his coat, tossed itacross the back of a chair and slumped into another. He used to drive me homefrom school all the time.
What had she done to show the worldthat Papa had been unjustly convicted? That this town had killed aninnocent man. I'll bring it, she promised. It's stayed in the family all these years. She paused, seeming almost shy for a moment.
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