You told me to stay, July said. It seemed to him he had never seen anyone so beautiful. Lorena didn't look up. IT WAS BECAUSE of the fight that the boys ended up amid the whores.
Po Campo didn't go to Fort Worth either. The nights were no easier--almost every night the lightning flickered and thunderstorms rolled over them. Joe didn't share July's discomfort with the fact that his mother seldom came to the table. There was blood on his chest from a shoulder wound, the sun had blotched his body, and his feet were swollen the size of a cow's bladder and cut to shreds.
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