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"
No
,
ma'am
.
Not
over
the
phone
.
I
wo
n't
.
Rachel
,
I
ca
n't
.
You
go
on
now
.
Drive
up
to
Portland
and
lay
over
.
"
There
was
a
long
,
considering
pause
.
"
All
right
,
"
she
said
at
last
.
"
Maybe
you
're
right
,
Jud
,
tell
me
one
thing
.
Tell
me
how
bad
it
is
.
"
"
I
can
handle
it
,
"
Jud
said
calmly
.
"
Things
have
got
as
bad
as
they
're
going
to
get
.
"
Outside
the
headlights
of
a
car
appeared
,
moving
slowly
.
Jud
half-stood
,
watching
it
and
then
sat
down
again
when
it
accelerated
past
the
Creed
house
and
out
of
sight
.
"
All
right
,
"
she
said
.
"
I
guess
.
The
rest
of
this
drive
has
seemed
like
a
stone
on
my
head
.
"
"
Let
the
stone
roll
off
,
my
dear
,
"
Jud
said
.
"
Please
.
Save
yourself
for
tomorrow
.
Things
here
will
be
all
right
.
"
"
You
promise
you
'll
tell
me
the
whole
story
?
"
"
Yes
.
We
'll
have
us
a
beer
,
and
I
'll
tell
you
the
whole
thing
.
"
