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He cocked his head to the right and stepped out of the trailer, s

Tullys eyes watered at the smell that came from the mobile ho witty, but she couldnt even s, she was so nervous Inside, she found piles of junk and old food containers There were flies everywhere and pizza boxes full of leftover crusts But e pile of pot lay on the kitchen table

Tully didnt point it out or make a comment

Fat Bob h this mobile home hell

She went to the closed door behind the kitchen, knocked, and opened it, revealing the grossest bathroom of all time She slammed the door shut and went to the next door There, she knocked twice and then turned the knob The bedroom was small, made sallon Monarch Gin bottles lined the bedside table

Her mother lay curled in the fetal position on the uned blue blanket wrapped around her body

Tully bent close, noticing no grayed and wrinkled her mothers skin had becoot no response at all Finally she reached out, touched her ently "Cloud?"

Fat Bob got into position, pointed the camera at the woman in bed

Slowly, hertiue, vacant look "Tallulah?"

"Hey, Cloud "

"Tully," she said as if just rehter preferred "What are you doing here? And who the hell is that guy with the camera?"

"I for you "

Cloud sat up slowly, reaching into her dirty pocket for a cigarette When she lit up, Tully noticed how palsied her mothers hand was It took three tries to touch the tip to the fla rich and falanced nervously at the camera

"Im both," Tully said, unable to squelch the pride in her voice She hated it that still, after all the disappoint have you been living here?"

"What do you care? You live in so away "