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Grab hold, everybody. A man and a woman. The rawhide straps that had bound her wrists and ankles were gone. ‘No wonder Del has painted them.

”He wouldn’t even look at me. ” Anita could see from the postmark that it had been sent less than a month before her mother’s death. “Too bad,” Varner says. She falls to her knees, sobbing hard.