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The Milk of Human Kindness

Anna Belle saw him limping into the drying shed from the hill beyond the barn where the green tobacco leaves swayed back and forth in the evening breeze. He was tall and slim with filthy clumps of dark hair hanging to the shoulders of his ragged cavalry shell coat with its single Lieutenant's bars sewn on each shoulder. Anna Belle dusted off a few spots of white flour from her blue print summer dress with the damp cloth she had used to dry the bread baking pan a few minutes earlier. Then, carefully she tiptoed onto the small porch nextto the water pump to see what was going on...
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