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biliang_yu ([info]biliang_yu) wrote,
@ 2010-12-06 08:31:00

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I felt the back of my neck get hot, but I ignored the last part“I don't mind getting my hands
dirty,” I murmuredAs I recalled, the empty northeastern field was out of the wayPerhaps we
would be able to work alone
Once we got to the big plaza cave, we started passing humansThey all stared, chanel top infuriated, as
usualI was beginning to recognize most of them: the middle-aged woman with the long
salt-and-pepper braid I had seen with the irrigation team yesterdayThe short man with the
round belly, thinning sandy hair, and ruddy cheeks had been with herThe athletic-looking
woman with the caramel brown skin had been the one bent to hermes bag tie her shoe the first time I'd
come out here during the dayAnother dark-skinned woman with thick lips and sleepy eyes had
been in the kitchen, near the two black-haired children–perhaps she was their mother? Now we
passed Maggie; she glowered at Jeb and turned her face away from meWe passed a pale,
sick-looking man with white rolex daytona cosmograph hair whom I was sure I'd never seen before
“Hey, Jeb,” he said cheerfully“Whatcha up to?”
“Turning the soil in the east field,” Jeb grunted
“Want some help?”
“Oughtto make yourself useful,” Jeb muttered
Ian took this as an assent and fell into step behind meIt gave me goose bumps, feeling his eyes
on my back
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“Hey, Wes,” Ian greeted him
Wes watched in silence as we passedIan laughed at his expression
“Hey, Doc,” Ian saidIn his hands was a big wad of doughHis shirt was covered with dark,
coarse flour
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