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551 Everything happens in St. Claire. . . 552 . . .eventually. 553 Tell me about Catherine. 554 Well. . . 555 . . .we grew up together. 556 She was kind of. . . . 557 People were drawn to her by her smile. . . 558 . . .her enthusiasm. 559 She could brighten up a whole room. . . 560 . . .whole town. 561 I called her Saint Catherine. 562 How did she die? 563 She was ill. 564 She was fragile. 565 I'm sorry. 566 It's all right. 567 It's okay. 568 Have you lived here your whole life? 569 Not yet. 570 This place. . . 571 . . .used to be all dirt roads and marsh grass. 572 Really? 573 My mom hated it here. 574 She took me away to Virginia when I was ten. 575 But I came back when I was 1 6. . . 576 . . .and never left. 577 I missed it. I missed the smell of it. . . 578 . . .working on the water. . . 579 . . .missed my dad. 580 The quiet. 581 The wind. 582 The wind? You call that wind? 583 The wind. . . 584 . . .in Chicago in the wintertime. . . 585 . . .you walk with your back to it or it cuts your face. 586 Takes your breath away. 587 We got the oldest oak tree. . . 588 . . .in both Carolinas. 589 You try and top that. 590 I just want to be close. 591 Watch the dust. 592 She took a look at my plans. . . 593 . . .and never said a word. 594 A week later she had it on canvas. 595 This was going to be the first. 596 Designing and building my own boats. . . 597 . . .that was the plan. 598 This was going to be my signature boat. . . 599 . . .the one we'd never sell. 600 And when will you finish it? |
