“He got a can of beer from the refrigerator, selected a science-fiction magazine, and shut off the TV sound. “The picture too?” he asked, “Might as well.” Gwen smiled at him as she shook her head. With the gesture of one who eats peanuts she threw her right hand to her mouth swallowed, then dropped her hand with the tiny bottle it held back to the pocket of her smock. Donnie sighed, shrugged his shoulders, settled himself in the easy chair, opened his magazine, and began to read and sip rapidly.... Gwen, who had been ignoring the TV, now began to study the screen. A kindly old rancher and a tall young cowpoke, father and son, were gazing out across broad acres framed by distant mountains. Gwen turned her ears and after a bit she could faintly hear what they were saying. THE OLD RANCHER: Aim to plant her to hemp and opium poppy, Son, with benzedrine bushes between the rows. THE YOUNG COWPOKE: Yeah, but what legal crop you fixin’ to raise, Dad? THE OLD RANCHER: (smiling like God) Gonna raise babies, Son.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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