CHANNILLO
Chapter Twenty-One (2)
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"Bullshit, Hiley… holster your pecker. These squaws got work to do in the kitchen. You can pleasure yerself after we've had our grub."
When she heard that, the Mexican woman kicked the man standing over her in the shins and ran inside yelling, "Sucio cerdo! Sucio cerdo!"
"Shit, Finney, you sure got her riled. She might snip that little thing of yorn right off tonight."
Finney! Bledsoe called the man Finney. I hadn't heard that name since Ben...
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