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In some ways it was the best work I did on Duma
Key, because it was my most rational work – up
until the end, remember, Wireman Looks West had
been done in daylightAnd by a man in his right
mindThe ghost haunting my canvas had become a
sweetheart of a face, young and calm and
vulnerableThe hair was a diaper bag gucci fine clear blackA
little smile lurked at the corners of the mouth;
in the green eyes, as wellThe eyebrows were
thick and handsomeThe forehead above them was
broad, an open window where this man bent his
thoughts toward the Gulf of MexicoThere was no
slug in that visible brainI could just as easily
have taken away an aneurism or a malignant tumor
The cost of finishing the job had been Chloe Purse high, but
the bill had been paid
The storm had faded to a few faint rumbles
somewhere over the Florida panhandleI thought I
could sleep, and I could do it with the bedside
lamp on if I wanted to; Reba would never tellI
could even sleep with her nestled in between my
stump and my sideAnd Wireman
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could see againAlthough even that seemed beside
the point right thenThe point seemed earring chanel to be that
I had finally painted something great
I thought I could sleep on that
How to Draw a Picture (VI)
Keep your focusIt’s the difference between a
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a world filled with them
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that and drew pictures of it littered on the sandy
floor of the GulfOnce the storm had uncovered it,
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“Have a heart, Lieutenant,” Minetta called out
“If we don’t make it today, we’ll just have to do it tomorrow,” Hearn saidHe found himself slightly annoyed”Anything you care to tell them, Sergeant?”
“Yes, sir Croft stared at them, fingering the sodden collar of his fatigue shirt”I want all you men to remember where the trail isYou can line it up by those three rocks over there, or by that little ol’ tree that’s bent in half, an’ if for any reason one of you troopers gets lost, you wanta remember what these hills look like, so’s when you head south and reach the stream, you’ll know whether to turn right or left He paused and readjusted a grenade in his belt”From now on we’re gonna be in open country, an’ you gotta keep patrol disciplineI don’t want any goddam yelling or messing around, and you damn sure better keep your eyes openWhen we cross a ridge-line we do it fast and lowIf you’re gonna walk like a bunch of sheep you’ll be ambushed He fingered his chin”I don’ know if we’re gonna make ten miles or two ’cause you can’t tell ahead of time, but we’re damn sure gonna do it right, I don’t care what distance There was a low murmur from the men, and Hearn flushed slightlyCroft had virtually contradicted him
“All right, men, let’s go,” he said sharplyThey started off in a long loose column, plodding forward wearilyThe tropical sun glared on them, reflected from every blade of grass, and dazzled their eyesThe heat made them sweat profusely; their uniforms, which had been wet first by the spray of the boat, had been unable to dry for almost twenty-four hours, and the cloth stuck dankly to their bodiesThe sweat ran into their eyes and smarted, the sun burned on their fatigue caps, the high kunai grass lashed against their faces, and the unending hills absorbed their sinewsTheir hearts would pound as they toiled up a hill, and they would sob with exertion, their faces burning with feverAn intense pendant silence had settled over the hills, become ominous at last in its depth and pervasive

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felt under her fingers when she gripped his shouldersAnd the
pounding
of her heart in her throat against his lips, the strong beat of his shirt
beneath her palms when she tangled her fingers in the thick curling
hair on his chestYes! I did remember it, it wasn’t a dreamYes,
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with
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rapture there were no longer words or thoughts, only a union beyond
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Scarlett’s swollen lips curved in a lazy surfeited smile, and she
slowly opened her eyesRhett was sitting beside herHis arms were
wrapped across hisknees, his face hidden in the hollow they made
Scarlett stretched luxuriantlyFor the first time she felt gucci fashion the
rasping sand against her skin, noticed her surroundingsWhy, it’s
pouring down rainWe’ll catch our deathWe’ll have to find some
shelter before we make love againHer dimples flickered, and she
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weather just nowShe reached out her hand and traced Rhett’s spine
with her omega de ville fingernailsHe jerked away as if she’d burned him, turning
in a rush to face her, then springing to his feetShe couldn’t read
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“Try to get some more rest if you canI’m going to look for some
place to dry out and build a fireThere are shacks on all these
islands Scarlett struggled to white chanel watch get

@@@@@She had left a folder with my name on it
Beside the folder was a red penMy stump gave a
twingeWithout thinking about what I was doing, I
took the pen and put it in my pants pocketThere
was a blue Bic clipped to my shirt pocketI took
it out and put it where the red pen had been lying
And what are you going to say when she comes back?
I asked myselfThat the Pen Fairy came in and
decided to make a swap?
Before I could answer that question – or consider
why I had stolen the red pen to begin with – Gene
Hadlock came in and offered his handwhich in my case was the right oneI
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found I liked him quite a lot better when he was
divorced from Principe, the goateed neurologist
He was about sixty, a little on the pudgy side,
with a white mustache of the toothbrush variety
and a pleasant examining-table mannerHe had me
strip down to my shorts and examined my right leg
and side at some lengthHe prodded me in several
places, enquiring about the level of painHe
asked me what I was taking for painkillers and
seemed surprised when I told him I was getting by
on aspirin
“I’m going to examine your stump,” he said”That
all right?”
“Yes
I sat with my left hand resting on my bare left
thigh, looking at the eye-chart as he grasped my
shoulder with one hand and cupped my stump in the
otherThe seventh line on the chart looked like
AGODSEDA god said what? I wondered
From somewhere, very distant, I felt faint
pressureNo, don’t look down, just keep looking
straight aheadDo you feel my hand?”
“Uh-huhWhy
would there be? The arm that was no longer there
had wanted the pen, and the pen was in my pocket,
so now the arm was asleep again
“And how about this, Edgar? May I call you Edgar?”
“Anything but late to dinnerOne hand was still on my shoulder, but
the other was at his side

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Abruptly, he realized the firing had stoppedAh gotta git back in the weeds where the Japs won’ find meHe tried to rise but he felt too weakSlowly, grunting from the effort, he crawled a few yards farther back into the tall grass, and relaxed again, content because he could no longer see the fieldHis dizziness, his well-being sifted through his bodyFeels like Ah’m likkered upHe shook his head in bewildermentHe remembered sitting in a bar once, pleasantly drunk, his hand around the hips of the woman beside him in the boothHe was going home with her in a few minutes, and a tingle of passion flushed through him at the thought”That’s right, honey,” he heard himself say, looking at the roots of the kunai grass before his nose
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@@@@@”Nothing happened,” Scarlett said
through her teethShe picked up the small silver bell on the table
and shook it furiouslyWhen the stout black maid appeared carrying
two small dishes of pudding, Scarlett stalked over to herShe put her
hands on the woman’s shoulders and turned her around”Now you
march,
and I mean march, not amble alongYou go down to the kitchen and
bring me my dinnerHot and plenty of it and in a hurryI don’t care
which one of you was planning to eat it, but you’ll have to make do
with the back and the wingsI want a thigh and a breast and plenty of
gravy on my potatoes and a bowl of butter, with the rolls nice and
hot
Go on!” She sat down with a flounce, ready to do battle with her
aunts
if they said so much as one wordSilence filled the room until her
dinner was served
Pauline contained herself until Scarlett’s food was half-eaten
Then, “What did Pere say to you?” she asked politelyScarlett wiped
her mouth with her napkin”He just tried to bully me the way he does
you and Aunt ‘Laue, so I gave him a piece of my mind The two sisters exchanged shocked looksScarlett smiled and
ladled more gravy onto the potatoes left on her plate
What geese her aunts wereDidn’t they know that you had to stand
up
to bullies like their father or else they’d trample right over you? It
never occurred to Scarlett that she was able to resist being bullied
because she was a bully herself, or that her grandfather’s laughter was
caused by his recognition of her resemblance to himWhen dessert
was
served, the bowls of tapioca had somehow become largerEulalie
smiled
gratefully at her niece
“Sister and I were just saying how much we enjoyed having you with
us
in our old home, ScarlettDon’t you find Savannah a lovely little
city? Did you see the fountain in Chippewa Square? And the theater?
It’s nearly as old as Charleston’sI remember how Sister and I used
to look out of the windows of our schoolroom at the thespians coming
and goingDon’t you remember, Sister?” Pauline remember

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almost didn’t lookI thought it was the lawn
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“No, Wireman, I got it
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Then I saw the tail, and realized what I was
looking at
“And I’m telling you-”
“Wireman,” I said, and grabbed his shoulder
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I forced myself to speak slowly, loudly, and
emphaticallyThere’s an alligatorIt just
came out of the pool
Wireman was afraid of snakes, Jack was afraid of
batsI had no idea I was afraid of alligators
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separate itself from the decaying stew in the old
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concrete (brushing aside the last surviving,
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and there through the shivering greenery, like a
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The
glasses were both filledLuke lifted his in a toast to “Shall we
drink to amusing ourselves?” he saidScarlett could feel herself
blushingShe was almost certain had just been propositionedShe
raised her glass in response”I – drink to you being a good loser of
very good champagne,” she – with a smile, looking at him through
lowered lashesLater, when she was getting ready for bed, she turned
the words over and over in her mindhad he come to Adamstown to
see
her? And did he intend to seduce her? If he did, he was in the
surprise of his lifeShe’d beat him at that game just like she beat
him in the raceIt would be fun, too, to make such an arrogant
self-satisfied fall hopelessly in love with her
Men shouldn’t be that handsome that rich; it made them think they
could
have everything their wayScarlett climbed into bed and nestled
under
the coversShe looking forward to going riding with Fenton in the
morning as promisedThey raced again, this time to Pike Corner, and
Fenton Then back to Adamstown, and Fenton won againScarlett
wanted
get fresh horses and try again, but Luke declined with a laugh”Y
might break your neck in your determination, and I’d never my
winnings
“What winnings? We had no bet on this race he smiled and said
nothing more, but his glance roved over body”You’re insufferable,
Lord Fenton!”
“So I’ve been told, more than onceBut never with quite much
vehemenceDo all American women have such passionate natures?”
You’ll never find out from me, Scarlett thought, but she her tongue as
she curbed her horseIt had been a mistake to let goad her into
losing her temper, and she was even more a1 with herself than she
was
with himI know better than thatRhett always used to make me fly
off the handle, and it gave him the upper hand every timeScarlett looked at Fenton’s black hair and dark mocking eyes
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