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Beth s ArmChapter 8
"Where's the candles I asked for?" Margaret Beall said as she unwrapped her husband's few purchases. "Plumb forgot 'em. Must a'missed that on your list." He held out the 8smudged piece of heavy brown paper. "The ink ran some in the rain I guess." "Humpf," his wife said, pushing graying strands of hair back behind her ears. "Those tapers I traded Miss Hope for are so smoky, but we'll just have to put up with them 'less that chandler comes around again pretty soon. I've saved...