tell something? wasn’t bad. bad right then, scowling dirt, James bed, — Elizabeth McCracken, Giant’s House

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Can I tell you something? It wasn't so bad. Not so bad at all right then, me scowling at the dirt, James in his bed, the way it always always was. Look, if that's all that happened, if his dying just meant that I would be waiting for him to say something instead of listening to him say something, it would have been fine.

Elizabeth McCracken, The Giant's House

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