Chapter 13

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If there were one thing Harlan liked more about life in Cranston than anything else, it was the relative ease of making everyday choices. Though he"d spent more time in Waco in the past year than in all the years before combined, Harlan still winced at the city"s overwhelming barrage of alternatives touted from billboards on the highway and bulletin boards in the V.A. Back home, matters were simpler. Families going out to dinner went either to Mia"s Pizza or Chow Yung"s for Chinese. A working woman on a Tuesday morning off could always count on spending two hours for a wash, trim and roller set at Judy"s on the Square, Cranston"s only beauty shop. And a man in want of a new handle for his daddy"s claw hammer went to Golson"s Hardware. “See, this one"s got a bell face, so it"s more forgivi

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