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Subject: Re: Chapter 42, Bird in the Hand

Author:
Boyd Percy

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Date Posted: 21:29:13 12/04/14 Thu
In reply to: Boyd Percy 's message, "Chapter 42, Bird in the Hand" on 21:27:00 12/04/14 Thu

>Very exciting chapter! I makes me wonder if Frenchy
>knows any word other but f**k when he's upset.
>
>The last Frenchy we met was a prostitute at the
>Redlite Ranch Bordello. She was a lot more classy than
>this guy.

Sorry about the typo.

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[> Subject: Re: Chapter 42, Bird in the Hand

Author:
Jim Scott
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Date Posted: 01:23:54 12/05/14 Fri

One of the best adventure chapters in any of Wes's books.

It is even more exciting than my adventure back in the late 1950's in a night raid of my older brother's future father-in-law's watermelon patch in west Kentucky. There were 10 of us that were in that 1953 Chevy sedan that went to the patch. Only 9 of us made it into the car when we were spotted and the patch owner and his son started chasing us in their pickup trucks on gravel roads. We got away and 1/2 hour later my brother-in-law went back in his beautiful and fast 1956 Chevy to pick up my brother where he was hiding in the adjacent corn field. The driver of the 1953 Chevy went on later to fly jet fighters in Viet Nam and then to be the Vice Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff during Clinton's second term.

>Very exciting chapter! I makes me wonder if Frenchy
>knows any word other but f**k when he's upset.
>
>The last Frenchy we met was a prostitute at the
>Redlite Ranch Bordello. She was a lot more classy than
>this guy.