The vision lasted a second; it was Cholo who was watching her. Where were you? July had been thinking that he probably should have offered to sit with her. For all the peculiarity of what was happening, it was powerfully interesting. Many times coiled rattlers would sing at them as they traveled, and Janey would never give the snakes a glance.
The awful thought struck him that, rolling around and around in the water, he might even have confused north and south and crawled up the wrong bank. A young bartender with slick hair and a string tie gave them a look when they stepped to the bar, but seemed as if he could scarcely be troubled to serve them. Shouldn't one of us do it? July asked. That had been at least twelve years ago, and Augustus soon concluded that his tracking skills had rusted to the point of being unusable.
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