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Clay looked at Sally and crouched in front of her. “Let me see your hand, darlin’.” Sally held her palm up. The bruising was dark, and there were several cuts in her tender flesh. Pa gave her hand a kiss then lifted her into his strong arms as he rose and hugged her tight. He pulled back far enough to look her square in the eye. “You could have told me. I’d’ve listened. You’re not a little girl to tell lies, and I’d’ve trusted you.” Sally’s eyes filled with tears, and she flung her arms around her pa’s neck. Beth thought Sally might squeeze the life out of him. “Now you know better ’n to cry, Sally.” Pa patted her on the back. “Remember rule number one.
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