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How much of this is true and how much is myth no one knows for sure. He doesn’t like what he thinks of as our “city ways. Her braid had come half undone, spraying that damned blonde hair that was her vanity (and her curse) in all directions. It was the way he’d felt when he had seen first the slingshot and then the key in pieces of wood, just waiting for him to whittle them free .

”He shrugged. 20Mother and father, was Roland’s first shocked thought—memory so deep and unexpected it was like a slap. And they were. “Trouble,” Roland said, “and in our road.