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           "

           "Oh,ayuh,theyburned.Buttheywasdeadbeforehand.TimmywasshottwiceinthechestwithapistolBillBatermankepthandy,anoldColt’s.TheyfounditinBill’shand.Whathe’ddone,orsoitlookedlike,wastokillhisboy,layhimonthebed,andthenspilloutthatrangeoil.Thenhesatdowninhiseasychairbytheradio,flickedamatch,andatethebarrelofthatColt.45."

           "Jesus,"Louissaid.

           "Theywereprettywellcharred,butthecountymedicalexaminersaiditlookedtohimlikeTimmyBatermanhadbeendeadtwoorthreeweeks."

           Silence,tickingout.

           Judgotup."Iwasn’texaggeratingwhenIsaidImighthavekilledyourboy,Louis,orhadahandinit.TheMicmacsknewthatplace,butthatdoesn’tnecessarilymeantheymadeitwhatitwas.TheMicmacsweren’talwayshere.TheycamemaybefromCanada,maybefromRussia,maybefromAsiawaybackinthebeginning.TheystayedhereinMaineforathousandyears,ormaybeitwastwothousandit’shardtotell,becausetheydidnotleavetheirmarkdeepontheland.Andnowtheyaregoneagain...samewaywe’llbegone,someday,althoughIguessourmarkwillgodeeper,forbetterorworse.Buttheplacewillstaynomatterwho’shere,Louis.Itisn’tasthoughsomeoneowneditandcouldtakeitssecretwhentheymovedon.It’sanevil,curdledplace,andIhadnobusinesstakingyouuptheretoburythatcat.Iknowthatnow

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