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"Well, I thought I'd buy me a Cadillac or two," JoLayne said, "and a giant-screen color TV."

"Jesus Willy Christ!"

"Whatcha gone do with all that lottery money, nigger?"

"You gone kill me, girl?" Chub asked.

"Just a beginner," the white man said.

"-and you're about the dumbest, smelliest critter I ever saw," the woman said matter-of-factly.

Chub exerted himself to make a sneer. "You muss be some kind a nigger-lover."

Had to be a nightmare is all, a freak-out from the boat glue. That must be how come the nigger girl looks 'zackly like the one they'd robbed upstate, the one clawed the shit outta us with those hellacious electric-looking fingernails.

"Why can't you jes answer me straight."

Chub exerted himself to make a sneer. "You muss be some kind a nigger-lover."

"Whatcha gone do with all that lottery money, nigger?"

Chub was too weak to hit her. He wasn't even a hundred percent sure he'd heard it right. Delirium slurred his senses.

"And maybe a watermelon patch!"

"Why can't you jes answer me straight."

The last thing Chub heard before blacking out was Bodean Gazzer bellowing: "Hey, I changed my mind! You kin let him die! Go 'head and let the asshole die!"

Had to be a nightmare is all, a freak-out from the boat glue. That must be how come the nigger girl looks 'zackly like the one they'd robbed upstate, the one clawed the shit outta us with those hellacious electric-looking fingernails.

"You gone kill me, girl?" Chub asked.

Chub shook himself like a dog, spitting blood and sandy grit. The bicycle patch had peeled, so now he had two open eyes with which to keep a bead on the nigger girl; more like one and a half, since the unhealed lid drooped like a ripped curtain.

"Get away from me, nigger! Get the hell away!" Chub, wild-eyed and hoarse.

"Why can't you jes answer me straight."

"No, but I work in a doctor's office. An animal doctor-"

"And maybe a watermelon patch!"

"You gone kill me, girl?" Chub asked.

Chub was too weak to hit her. He wasn't even a hundred percent sure he'd heard it right. Delirium slurred his senses.

Chub was too weak to hit her. He wasn't even a hundred percent sure he'd heard it right. Delirium slurred his senses.

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