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Page 28
Padre says the boy will never get better ; once a child is crippled like that he will
be no different when he grows up . Mother will be back , for sure , not now during
the day , but at night . She will sneak in to check on the fire and see that we are ...
Padre says the boy will never get better ; once a child is crippled like that he will
be no different when he grows up . Mother will be back , for sure , not now during
the day , but at night . She will sneak in to check on the fire and see that we are ...
Page 34
Stretching along the shore toward the top of the bay there is a line of footprints in
the wet sand : Padre - no one else around here wears shoes . Maybe he has
gone for a walk . It will be quite a while before the tide comes in , and without the
...
Stretching along the shore toward the top of the bay there is a line of footprints in
the wet sand : Padre - no one else around here wears shoes . Maybe he has
gone for a walk . It will be quite a while before the tide comes in , and without the
...
Page 38
Padre should be down from the cliff by now if he is ever to come back . ... Maybe
some of them made it to the shore farther up the coast but no one ever heard of
them ; we wouldn ' t have known about Padre either if Nati had not found him .
Padre should be down from the cliff by now if he is ever to come back . ... Maybe
some of them made it to the shore farther up the coast but no one ever heard of
them ; we wouldn ' t have known about Padre either if Nati had not found him .
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