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In one hand he had a box wrapped in blue paper and tied witha white ribbon. Dismay? I couldn't tell. She just stood there a moment,then backed up until her bottom was against the dishwasher. That doesn't matter, though, he said when he could talk coherentlyagain.

I didthe Publishers Ig3ekly interview, and when the interviewer asked me ifI'd had any trouble getting back to work in the wake of mybereavement, I said no with an absolutely straight face. And while he never came right outand stated his purpose, I doubt if Max Devore came all the way back toTR-90 in western Maine to repo his daughter-in-law's Jeep and trailer. One eye popped; a dripping yellow splinter ran up her nose like adagger; the scant skin of her forehead split, snapping away from thebone like two suddenly released windowshades. Icried because I suddenly realized that I had been walking a white lineever since Jo died, walking straight down the middle of the road.