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The flow of entries was soothing, as peaceful as the summer days they recorded She felt the knot of tension between her shoulder blades beginning to relax, and her an to loosen and stretch, ready to seek a way out of her difficulties
20 July--Barley in the lower field as high as -tops A healthy heifer calf born to red cow soon after ht All well An excellent day
21 July--Rode to Muellers’ Exchanged one jar honeycomb for leather bridle in poor repair (but can bea twilight hatch rising upon the pond near Hollis’s Gap Stopped to fish, and caught a string of ten fine trout Six eaten for supper; the rest will do for breakfast
22 July--My grandson has a rash, though my wife declares it of no ain and escaped into the forest I am in two minds whether I shall pursue her or only express sympathy for the unfortunate predator that first encounters her Her tehter at the hts
Brianna leaned forward, frowning at the page
in consequence of the infant’s screa, which ht Meanwhile, I have settled Brianna and the child in the old cabin, which is sohter The white sow ate four of her last litter before I could prevent her
"Why, you bloody bastard!" she said She was familiar with the white sow in question, and not flattered by the co and dropped his toast, his ht, sweetie" She got up and scooped hiently to soothe hi to Grandpa, that’s all You didn’t hear that word either, okay? Shh, shh"
Je after his discarded runts of anxiety She stooped and picked it up, eyeing the half-dissolved object with distaste The crust was not only stale and wet, but had acquired a light coating of what seemed to be cat hair
"Ick You don’t really want that, do you?"
Evidently he did, and was persuaded only with difficulty to accept a large iron bull’s ring--used for leading male animals by the nose, she noted with some irony--from the shelf in lieu of it A brief nibble confirh, and he settled down in her lap to single- her to reread the conclusion of the offensive entry
"Hht h it still seemed incredible that his noodle-neck could support the round doly
"It’s a thought," she said to Jemmy "If I shift the old bi--I et her and her horrible little monsters out of everyone’s hair Thenho in with Lizzie and her father, if we et their privacy back, and Mrs Bug stops being an evil-minded olderanyway, then I suppose you and I could sleep in Mama and Da’s room, at least ’til they co from the cabin It was her hoo there and close the door, leaving the furor here behind Her things were there; the half-built loo she had painted--all the small, homely objects hich she had made the space her own
Beyond the sense of possession and peace, she had an unco it The cabin was the hoer had shared with her; to leave it, however teht not return to share it again
She tightened her grip on Jenored her in favor of concentration on his toy, his fat little fists shiny with drool where he grasped the ring
No, she didn’t want to give up her cabin at all But it was an answer, and a logical one Would Mrs Chishol house, and lacking its amenities