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"
Paul
,
you
speak
in
here
as
though
you
had
two
grown
children
in
1932
--
not
just
one
,
but
two
.
If
you
did
n't
get
married
to
your
Janice
when
you
were
twelve
and
she
was
eleven
,
something
like
that
--
"
I
smiled
a
little
.
"
We
were
young
when
we
married
--
a
lot
of
hill-people
are
,
my
own
mother
was
--
but
not
that
young
.
"
"
Then
how
old
are
you
?
I
've
always
assumed
you
were
in
your
early
eighties
,
my
age
,
possibly
even
a
little
younger
,
but
according
to
this
...
"
"
I
was
forty
the
year
John
walked
the
Green
Mile
,
"
I
said
.
"
I
was
born
in
1892
.
That
makes
me
a
hundred
and
four
,
unless
my
reckoning
's
out
.
"
She
stared
at
me
,
speechless
.
I
held
out
the
rest
of
the
manuscript
,
remembering
again
how
John
had
touched
me
,
there
in
his
cell
.
You
wo
n't
"
splode
,
he
'd
said
,
smiling
a
bit
at
the
very
idea
,
and
I
had
n't
...
but
something
had
happened
to
me
,
all
the
same
.
Something
lasting
.
"
Read
the
rest
of
it
,
"
I
said
.
"
What
answers
I
have
are
in
there
.
"
"
All
right
,
"
she
almost
whispered
.
"
I
'm
a
little
afraid
to
,
I
ca
n't
lie
about
that
,
but
...
all
right
.
Where
will
you
be
?
"
I
stood
up
,
stretched
,
listened
to
my
spine
crackle
in
my
back
.
One
thing
that
I
knew
for
sure
was
that
I
was
sick
to
death
of
the
sunroom
.
"
Out
on
the
croquet
course
.
There
's
still
something
I
want
to
show
you
,
and
it
's
in
that
direction
.
"
