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Son of her second husband Did that mean my momma had been married to him too? All the tiht about Malcolrave Rock, rock, rock went her chair Thud, thud, thud went the dirt on rave Dark now Smothery Cramped and cold Heavenwhere was Heaven?

"Bart, your eyes are glassy"

"Tired, Grandmother, so tired"

"Soon you will have your heart's desire"

Money, wanted reenbacks At that ed on the front door I jumped off her lap and quickly hid

Jory ran in ahead of John Amos, who had ad around the roo to hi over here--"

"Jory," said , jeweled fingers "Don't glare at ive him a little ice cream after his meals Sit down and talk for awhile I'll send for refreshments"

Ignoring her, with the nose of a bloodhound Jory raced straight to me and yanked me out from behind the potted palms "No thank you, lady," he said coldly

"Myover here is changing hiain"

Her barely visible lips claether and I saw tears in her eyes as I was pulled away Jory shook ain, Bart Sheffield! She is not your grandmother! You look at her as if you like her more than Mom!"

There were some who said Bart Winslow Scott Sheffield was not as tall as other boys at nine But I knew as soon as I hit ten I'd shoot up like a weed in the suain, I'd be inspired enough to grow as tall as a giant

"Why are you looking so soleled on her lap again the next day The pony still hadn't come

"Not coive ain I want one Won't need yours"

"Bart, you haven't told your parents about me, have you?"

"No, ma'am"