She wished she had not stood up. That's a queer yarn. “Why can’t you tell people that you are what you are? Why all the secrecy?” She looked beyond the farmhouse. “Is everything okay?” His mother touched his 251 shoulder gently, standing up. Suddenly the Wastrel took hold of the edge and flung the table aside.
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