"Uh," Harlan muttered.
"Now, don't get all tongue-tied on me. And don't think for one second I can't tell if you're feeding me a line of bull. I'll have you know I come from a long line of bull slingers. Daddy and grand-dad were politicians, you know. Darn good ones to have stayed in office most of their adult lives. So no trying to cut corners on your true feelings."
"I don't know, Miss Cary," Harlan said. "I mean I ain't got nothing to compare it to."
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Nobody Knows
General FictionA young lad is asked into the home of an aged spinster and finds more than what he bargained for.
