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Star Radley, the missing girl’s sister. Martha’s best friend. They were a tight group. Only one was absent.
Star, Vincent, Martha & Walk were friends from childhood.
Walk had given it time, three decades had passed since Sissy Radley and Vincent King but still Star slurred about eternalism, the past and the present colliding, the force spinning the future off, never to be righted.
“Is there a difference between a prayer and a wish?” Walk took his hat off. “You wish for what you want and pray for what you need.” “Pretty sure mine are one and the same.”
Most of all she felt tired. Not from the work or the sleep, just from the wretched hatred that lived deep inside her.
Such a heaviness for a young girl!
rip.” “The mob got it right then. If the good stand by idle, are they still good?”
A variant of James 4:17 from the Bible: if you know what the right thing is and yet you don’t do it, it is sin.
Hal said winter had not touched them yet,
A description of Montana’s winter
