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"
Come
on
,
Dad
!
"
Billy
was
tugging
at
my
pants
.
We
all
went
back
to
the
kitchen
.
Brent
Norton
spared
one
final
glance
at
the
tree
that
had
crashed
into
our
living
room
.
"
Too
bad
it
was
n't
an
apple
tree
,
huh
?
"
Billy
remarked
brightly
.
"
That
's
what
my
mom
said
.
Pretty
funny
,
do
n't
you
think
?
"
"
Your
mother
's
a
real
card
,
Billy
,
"
Norton
said
.
He
ruffled
Billy
's
hair
in
a
perfunctory
way
and
his
eyes
went
to
the
front
of
Steff
's
T-shirt
again
.
No
,
he
was
not
a
man
I
was
ever
going
to
be
able
to
really
like
.
"
Listen
,
why
do
n't
you
come
with
us
,
Steff
?
"
I
asked
.
For
no
concrete
reason
I
suddenly
wanted
her
to
come
along
.
"
No
,
I
think
I
'll
stay
here
and
pull
some
weeds
in
the
garden
,
"
she
said
.
Her
eyes
shifted
toward
Norton
and
then
back
to
me
.
"
This
morning
it
seems
like
I
'm
the
only
thing
around
here
that
does
n't
run
on
electricity
.
"
Norton
laughed
too
heartily
.
I
was
getting
her
message
,
but
tried
one
more
time
.
"
You
sure
?
"
"
Sure
,
"
she
said
firmly
.
"
The
old
bend
-
and
-
stretch
will
do
me
good
.
"
"
Well
,
do
n't
get
too
much
sun
.
"
