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Doin' Son's Left Hand
Doin' Son had got home at 11.30, same as the past two nights, because they'd given him an extra shift so that baggers with seniority could take the holiday off. She was already in bed reading and half watching some outer space slasher movie with the sound muted so she didn't have to hear the screens. Both dogs and three of the cats stretched out in various configurations beside her and at the foot of the bed. Cameron ate at the store anyway, and if he was hungry there were cold cuts and a fruit salad in the refrigerator. So why bother? At some point she drifted off with the book still propped up in her hands as she did every