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Black Jack's Sleeping Bag
Ada, blackjack rummages through the first ad ket searching for a cotton ball and some ointment. She moves as quietly as she can so as to not wake lorn night. But it's hard not to make noise because she can barely see. Her left eye is swollen shut, and she strains to keep right eye open. It's late april 19 23, three months since crawford morer and gale left for siberia. Black jack has been running the camp without complaint.