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So Linda Kay gave up asking, and accepted her reprieve.

Without saying so, she was really grateful ; ;

for to attend the dying was something she had never experienced, and certainly had not imagined when she thought of the duties she would have as Bobby Joe's wife.

She had made curtains for all the windows of her little house, and she had kept it spotless and neat, shabby as it was, and cooked good meals for Bobby Joe.

She had done all the things she had promised herself she would do, but she had not thought of this.

People died, she would have said, in hospitals, or in cars on the highway at night.