Giordano asked us. Lewis Merrill, who was as baffled as the Episcopalian congregation- regarding what he and his wife were supposed to do next. It's not that, Owen, I said. Perhaps Owen had even changed my memory.
Fuckin* Chink Commie shit, he said, but it'll still do a job on ya. He probably told them they had to say they were something-then he told them to be Baptists. My mother had her back to home plate; she had caught someone's eye-someone in the bleacher seats-and she was waving to whoever it was. The children stared back at the soldiers; they were used to soldiers, of course.
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