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He lay awake a long time thinking about the wolf. He tried to see the world the wolf saw. He tried to think about it running in the mountains at night. He wondered if the wolf were so unknowable as the old man said. He wondered at the world it smelled or what it tasted. He wondered had the living blood with which it slaked its throat a different taste to the thick iron tincture of his own. Or to the blood of God.
The old man stopped and sat the idling truck and leaned across and rolled down the window. What in the hell, he said. What in the hell. You reckon you could turn that thing off? the boy said. That’s a damn wolf. Yessir it is. What in the hell. The truck’s scarin her. Scarin her? Yessir. Boy what’s wrong with you? That thing comes out of that riggin it’ll eat you alive. Yessir. What are you doin with him? It’s a she. It’s a what? A she. It’s a she. Hell fire, it dont make a damn he or she. What are you doin with it? Fixin to take it home. Home? Yessir. Whatever in the contumacious hell for? Can
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People hear about me givin first aid to a damn wolf I wont be able to live in this county, he said. All right. Do your damndest. Ándale.
