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Same Blood

Houghton Mifflin
        1989

Ballantine Books
 February, 1990

Excerpt:

Part One,
Chapter 1


Page 19

I was tellin’ Adele—she was drivin’ me—’bout watchin’ Bubby and switchin’ over and ’bout when I switched first time with you and Billy, how for a whole second I saw us all three standin’ there strung together but lots bigger, and then how I come up again into my own eyes, and Adele brings me to my house and tucks me in bed like I’m loony but I know I ain’t. Now it’s near dawn and I keep hearin’ Beulah singsongin’, “Bubby-baby, Bubby-baby.” I gotta go, Daddy. I can’t talk no more. Bubby’s gonna wake up on the other side like he’s surfacin’, comin’ outa pond water. I can feel him savin’ up to blurt out a “bye!” and I gotta be ready to hear him ’cause I know without a body, he’s gonna turn his muscle loose on me, yank me up outa bed and into the kitchen and yell at me for gittin’ my feet wet ’cause the kitchen floor’s water and he’s gonna tell me step by step how to take off my shoes and socks myself and still keep cookin’.

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