“She is a good dog,” he said. He grabbed his pistol and stepped outside. “Hey Mama, what are you doing out in this weather?”
“Just wanted to get out a bit and make sure everything was good over here. I see the outhouse bit the dust.”
“Yeah, I know,” he said, as they walked in.
“What happened to you?” Cindy said.
“Why?” I asked.
“You have scratches on your face and your hair is wet.”
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