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"
Truth
to
tell
,
I
never
liked
that
Gunther
boy
.
I
had
a
trout
stream
down
in
the
woods
a
way
,
on
back
of
my
property
,
way
back
,
well
it
’
s
town
land
but
I
’
d
put
down
stones
in
the
river
,
made
little
pools
and
places
where
the
trout
liked
to
live
.
Caught
me
some
beauties
too
—
one
fellow
must
have
been
pretty
much
thirty
inches
long
,
and
that
little
Gunther
so
-
an
’
-
so
he
kicked
down
each
of
the
pools
and
threatened
to
report
me
to
the
DNR
.
Now
he
’
s
in
Green
Bay
,
and
soon
enough
he
’
ll
be
back
here
.
If
there
were
any
justice
in
the
world
he
’
d
’
ve
gone
off
into
the
world
as
a
winter
runaway
,
but
nope
,
sticks
like
a
cockleburr
to
a
woolen
vest
.
"
He
began
to
arrange
the
contents
of
Shadow
’
s
welcome
basket
on
the
counter
.
"
This
is
Katherine
Powdermaker
’
s
crab
apple
jelly
.
She
’
s
been
giving
me
a
pot
for
Christmas
for
longer
than
you
’
ve
been
alive
,
and
the
sad
truth
is
I
’
ve
never
opened
a
one
.
They
’
re
down
in
my
basement
,
forty
,
fifty
pots
.
Maybe
I
’
ll
open
one
and
discover
that
I
like
the
stuff
.
Meantime
,
here
’
s
a
pot
for
you
.
Maybe
you
’
ll
like
it
.
"
Shadow
put
the
jar
away
in
the
fridge
,
along
with
the
other
presents
that
Hinzelmann
had
brought
him
.
"
What
’
s
this
?
"
he
asked
,
holding
up
a
tall
,
unlabeled
bottle
filled
with
a
greenish
buttery
substance
.
"
Olive
oil
.
That
’
s
how
it
looks
when
it
gets
this
cold
.
Don
’
t
worry
,
it
’
ll
cook
up
fine
.
"
"
Okay
.
What
are
winter
runaways
?
"
"
Mm
.
"
The
old
man
pushed
his
woolen
cap
above
his
ears
,
rubbed
his
temple
with
a
pink
forefinger
.
"
Well
,
it
ain
’
t
unique
to
Lakeside
—
we
’
re
a
good
town
,
better
than
most
,
but
we
’
re
not
perfect
.
Some
winters
,
well
,
maybe
a
kid
gets
a
bit
stir
-
crazy
,
when
it
gets
so
cold
that
you
can
’
t
go
out
,
and
the
snow
’
s
so
dry
that
you
can
’
t
make
so
much
as
a
snowball
without
it
crumbling
away
…
"
"
They
run
off
?
"
The
old
man
nodded
,
gravely
.
"
I
blame
the
television
,
showing
all
the
kids
things
they
’
ll
never
have
—
Dallas
and
Dynasty
and
Beverly
Hills
and
Hawaii
Five
-
O
,
all
of
that
nonsense
.
I
’
ve
not
had
a
television
since
the
fall
of
’
83
,
except
for
a
black
-
and
-
white
set
I
keep
in
the
closet
for
if
folk
come
in
from
out
of
town
and
there
’
s
a
big
game
on
.
"
"
Can
I
get
you
anything
,
Hinzelmann
?
"
"
Not
coffee
.
Gives
me
heartburn
.
Just
water
.
"
Hinzelmann
shook
his
head
.
"
Biggest
problem
in
this
part
of
the
world
is
poverty
.
Not
the
poverty
we
had
in
the
Depression
but
something
more
in
…
what
’
s
the
word
,
means
it
creeps
in
at
the
edges
,
like
cock
-
a
-
roaches
?
"
