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Eht be pulling her leg "It was a real big deal There was a picture in the paper of you two and Eddie the big hero, and his uess I do remember," I said, but I didn’t, and it bothered me that my childhood was everyone’s property but my own

"You knohat you are, Codi? I don’t know if there’s a word for it, but it’s the opposite of ’hohed She was still distressed by my blank walls "There’s a word Home wrecker But I’m not one"

"No I don’t mean in the sense of honorer"

"Oh, that way," I said I was playing due was a Buddhist, and even he had hadnoble; I couldn’t clais Hallie had once pointed out that I had more shoes than you’d find in a Central American schoolroom with class in session What I failed at was the activity people call "nesting" Forseason had arrived yet Or I wasn’t that kind of bird

After Eeneral-delivery address for her in Managua and I asked, the e did ere kids leaving notes for each other in secret hiding places, "Are you there yet? Are you reading this now?" I told her about the dead alfalfa fields around Gracela Canyon, which I thought would interest her professionally, and I told her Doc Homer seemed pretty much the same as ever, which was the truth And I asked if she remembered the time we almost drowned in a coyote den

Chapter 9

9 The Bones in God’s Backyard

Grace High School, backdrop of the worst four years oftoward it up Prosper Street filled h, which surprised me As a child I’d paid no-and-dart s on the white-painted eaves and ork over the doors The school was actually built by thecompany, in its boom years, and with minerly instincts (or possibly just the proper tools) it was built right into the steep side of the canyon, sunk into rock It was in an old part of tohere the cobbled streets wrapped up and around behind the buildings, occasionally breaking into flights of steps and elsewhere so steep as to make motor vehicles pointless The principal for froo

The school had four floors, and each one had a street-level entrance I’ was in some record book on account of this The main entrance was on the side, halfway up the hill: floor three Carved into its granite arch was a grammatically suspect motto in Latin, CAUSAM MEAM COGNOSCO, which boys used to quote like pig latin or the inane "Indian" talk we heard in movies

I checked into the principal’s office, where his secretary, Anita, gavepapers and cheered rade for from the DES, and your CTA It all has to be filled out"