Season Three

xi.

Aubrey said, We put on a fearful show. His brown eyes gleamed.

xii.

Liquor goes down quick, too, I said lowly. You ought to just drink me back into business.

xiii.

I reckon I can play the hand I’m dealt, and I can rule this city on my own laurels.

xiv.

I’m proud of you, he whispered in my ear. It was small words but it meant a awful lot to me.

xv.

I imagine it’s the same, I added, for all animals.

xvi.

I do not know if I am sad yet. There is just a numbness there. There is emptiness but not a ache.

xvii.

I forgot to say that I’m real proud of you. When he let hisself smile, I said, I never seen anyone so brave.

xviii.

You done a good job, I told him, feeling my chest tighten. In everything. You always done good.

xix.

As it is, I am going to find a new place to stay tomorrow, because a whore house is nowhere for a single woman, I have decided.

xx.

A green-gray fog rolled in before sunup this morning and the fisherman said it was bad omens.