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She
smiled
back
and
shook
her
head
.
"
What
was
Ellie
fussing
about
?
"
"
Church
.
She
wanted
me
to
take
Church
away
.
"
"
Ellie
wanted
Church
taken
away
?
That
's
a
switch
.
"
"
Yeah
,
it
is
,
"
Louis
agreed
and
then
added
,
"
She
said
he
smelled
bad
,
and
I
did
think
he
was
a
little
fragrant
.
Maybe
he
rolled
in
a
pile
of
someone
's
mulch
,
or
something
.
"
"
That
's
too
bad
,
"
Rachel
said
,
rolling
over
on
her
side
.
"
I
really
think
Ellie
missed
Church
as
much
as
she
missed
you
.
"
"
Uh-huh
,
"
Louis
said
.
He
bent
and
kissed
her
mouth
softly
.
"
Go
to
sleep
,
Rachel
.
"
"
I
love
you
,
Lou
.
I
'm
glad
to
be
home
.
And
I
'm
sorry
about
the
couch
.
"
"
It
's
okay
,
"
Louis
said
,
and
turned
out
the
light
.
Downstairs
,
he
stacked
the
couch
cushions
,
pulled
out
the
hide-a-bed
,
and
tried
to
prepare
himself
mentally
for
a
night
of
having
the
rod
under
the
thin
mattress
dig
into
the
small
of
his
back
.
The
bed
was
sheeted
,
at
least
;
he
would
n't
have
to
make
it
up
from
scratch
.
Louis
got
two
blankets
from
the
top
shelf
in
the
front
hall
closet
and
spread
them
on
the
bed
.
He
began
to
undress
,
then
paused
.
