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Chapter 9-2
Jude’s horse kicked up dirt as he performed in the rodeo at the fairgrounds, but when he received an urgent message from Sadie, he left his bull, Killer, without a rider and galloped hell for leather toward the Pink Palace. He slammed in, calling Sadie’s name. “Hey, Sadie! I’m here!” Just then he saw her coming out of the kitchen with a tray of tea and whiskey. “Care for some ninety proof tea?” “Now you’re talkin’. So, what’s on your mind?” “First, let me put it on the table here.” After they sat down, she tried to pour the tea, but the teapot shook dangerously in her hands. Jude quickly grabbed it and said, “Here, I’ll do it.” “Thank you,” Sadie said, leaning back and closing her eyes while she blotted the sweat on her forehead with her hankie. “Maybe tea wasn’t a very good idea. A
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