She wasnt hungry esau said shed eaten little during

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Unformatted text preview: ng together as they wished. The key element was theTimes. We had better equipment and a slightly larger circulation. I declined again and they left; all three of us knew it was not our last conversation. - --- Eleven years after he fled Ford County, Sam Ruffin returned in much the same manner as he left—on a bus in the middle of the night. He'd been home for two days before I knew it. I arrived for my Thursday lunch and there sat Sam, rocking on the porch, with a smile as wide as his mother's. Miss Callie looked and acted ten years younger now that he was safely back home. She fried a chicken and cooked every vegetable in her garden. Esau joined us and we feasted for three hours. Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, Sam now had one college degree under his belt and was planning on law school. He had almost married a Canadian woman but things blew up over her family's heated opposition to the union. Miss Callie was quite relieved to hear of the breakup. Sam had not mentioned the romance in letters to his mother. He planned to stay in Clanton for a few days, very close to home, venturing out of Lowtown only at night. I promised to talk to Harry Rex, to fish around and see what I could learn about Trooper Durant and his sons. From the legal notices we printed, I knew that Durant had remarried, then divorced for the second time. He wanted to see the town, so late that afternoon I picked him up in my Spitfire. Hiding under a Detroit Tigers baseball cap, he took in the sights of the small town he still called home. I showed him my office, my house, Bargain City, and the sprawl west of town. We circled the courthouse and I told him the story of the sniper and Baggy's dramatic escape. Much of this he'd heard in letters from Miss Callie. As I dropped him off in front of the Ruffin home, he said, "Is Padgitt really out of prison?" "No one's seen him," I said. "But I'm sure he's back home." "Do you expect trouble?" "No, not really." "Neither do I. But I can't convince Momma." "Nothing will happe...
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