CHANNILLO

CHAPTER SEVEN - THE BASEMENT (3)
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blue pickup truck lumbering through the meadow with its windows down, Joe pulled up beside them. He nodded at the dead pig. “Pretty lucky.”

“I’d say so,” Keira was surprised by the tremor in her voice.

Joe sat behind the wheel of his truck, his weathered face dissolving into hard lines and he stared for a long while at the ridgepole at the top of the barn, and then finally shook himself. “You know, it’s none of my business, but if I were you, I’d get out while you still can.”

 

 

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