Ma said I came into the world squirming and screaming and I hadn't gotten much better as I had gotten older. She said I'd been a difficult birth. And that hadn't improved either. I was still difficult.

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"Hello, Budge. You do remember me, don't you? I remember you and your good for nothing brother and I remember what you did to me." "So. What'cha gonna do 'bout it?" "This is what I'm gonna do." I pulled the pistol outa my pants and pulled the trigger. Budge grabbed his chest and tumbled back over the rail and into the hog pen.