You learn how to stay strictly on your side and not to touch even by accident in the night. You take care of each other when you’re sick and in the daytime you each do what you think of as your job. Carl would bring me flowers to make up and people in town would think, How nice. But all the time there’d be this secret of silence. Then he died, Louis said. Yes. I took care of him all along. I wanted to do that. I needed to. He was sick off and on before he died that Sunday morning in the church. So yes, I took care of him. I don’t know what else I would have done. We had that long time of
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