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"Who?" I repeated

"Angel Wind!" Count answered

"That's not her name Jackass," Shannie sat up "Geneva Galetto, Galatchi, Ga - so Italian She was from Tunerville Her family couldn't except that she killed herself and took their frustrations out on the world"

"You lost nored Count "Her two brothers, biceps bigger than their brains, took matters into their own hands Armed with baseball bats they killed thirteen people and blinded a fourteenth"

"Bullshit," Count argued

"They set fire to the house to cover up their handy work"

"Bullshit," Count repeated

"They got aith murder!" Shannie countered "Thirteen times over!"

"More bullshit," Count insisted

"Is it?" Shannie leapt to her feet "Tell Russell it's bullshit, see what he says You know better He'd crack you with his cane Go ahead, ask him You don't have the balls! Think its Bullshit? Tell Russell it's bullshit!" The veins in Shannie's neck bulged; her face flamed I stepped back "I'll tell you what's bullshit," Shannie turned to the monument "This is Bullshit!" She picked up the painted stones surrounding the monument and threw them into the river I waited for Count to stop her We watched the candles go over next She was about to heave the white cross, the centerpiece of the h He wrapped Shannie in a bear hug