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Bill
Giosti
gave
my
son
Bill
a
long
,
bloodshot
glance
that
finally
deflated
him
.
"
These
are
different
atoms
,
Son
.
"
"
Oh
,
yeah
,
"
Billy
muttered
,
giving
in
.
Dick
Muehler
,
our
insurance
agent
,
said
the
Arrowhead
Project
was
an
agricultural
station
the
government
was
running
,
no
more
or
less
.
"
Bigger
tomatoes
with
a
longer
growing
season
,
"
Dick
said
sagely
,
and
then
went
back
to
showing
me
how
I
could
help
my
family
most
efficiently
by
dying
young
.
Janine
Lawless
,
our
postlady
,
said
it
was
a
geological
survey
having
something
to
do
with
shale
oil
.
She
knew
for
a
fact
,
because
her
husband
's
brother
worked
for
a
man
who
had
Mrs.
Carmody
,
now
...
she
probably
leaned
more
to
Bill
Giosti
's
view
of
the
matter
.
Not
just
atoms
,
but
different
atoms
.
I
cut
two
more
chunks
off
the
big
tree
and
dropped
them
over
the
side
before
Billy
came
back
with
a
fresh
beer
in
one
hand
and
a
note
from
Steff
in
the
other
.
If
there
's
anything
Big
Bill
likes
to
do
more
than
run
messages
,
I
do
n't
know
what
it
could
be
.
"
Thanks
,
"
I
said
,
taking
them
both
.
"
Can
I
have
a
swallow
?
"
"
Just
one
.
You
took
two
last
time
.
Ca
n't
have
you
running
around
drunk
at
ten
in
the
morning
.
"
"
Quarter
past
,
"
he
said
,
and
smiled
shyly
over
the
top
of
the
can
.
I
smiled
back-not
that
it
was
such
a
great
joke
,
you
know
,
but
Billy
makes
them
so
rarely-and
then
read
the
note
.
"
Got
JBQ
on
the
radio
,
"
Steffy
had
written
.
"
Do
n't
get
drunk
before
you
go
to
town
.
You
can
have
one
more
,
but
that
's
it
before
lunch
.
Do
you
think
you
can
get
up
our
road
okay
?
"
