He sat alone in his brother’s old car night after night that summer, staring blankly at the red sky beyond the abandoned farmhouse where she had once shown him her secrets. The young lady—if she had come in here at all—had vanished. Her father had determined on a new line. The family always managed to make it home for supper, even though it was a dying custom. “Bohemianism is the least understood word ever coined. “Boys!” said Capes.
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