Chapter Twelve

Are We There Yet?

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"That’s where people keep their dogs under the porch all year and marry a new first cousin every spring. Anyway, my papa’s papa dropped my papa off on Snotlaw Mountain up in the Catskills where he'd be safe."

"Why was that place so safe? It was a horrible place!"

"Well, Daddy Snotlaw, Grandpa SnotLaw, Gramma Snotlaw, and all the Snotlaw boys with their uncles and cousins had rifles and shotguns and could kill goats with their minds."

"Why?"



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"That’s where people keep their dogs under the porch all year and marry a new first cousin every spring. Anyway, my papa’s papa dropped my papa off on Snotlaw Mountain up in the Catskills where he'd be safe."

"Why was that place so safe? It was a horrible place!"

"Well, Daddy Snotlaw, Grandpa SnotLaw, Gramma Snotlaw, and all the Snotlaw boys with their uncles and cousins had rifles and shotguns and could kill goats with their minds."

"Why?"