“So she left,” Orval said. Teasle did not want to talk about it. She was the one who had left, not the other way around, and that made it look as though he was in the wrong. Maybe he was. But she was too. Still, he could not bring himself to put blame on her just so Orval might not think poorly of him. He tried to explain it neutrally. “She might come back. She’s thinking about that. I haven’t let on much, but for a while there, we were arguing quite a bit.” “You’re not an easy man to get along with.” “Well, Christ, neither are you.” “But I’ve lived with the same woman forty years, and as far
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