"Not Military City," she says. "But Houston's basically a different state. All them astronaut statues in Webster, shit. I'd take that over being an Okie in a heartbeat. But-" She taps the brim of his hat- "Texas is a lot fucking bigger'n Kentucky."
"Yeah, I know what that's like." Because she's far from home, because he'll never know the full details, because she wants him to like her, she says, "My daddy owed everybody in town at least five dollars, he was a boxer in the seventies and he had four identical fuckin' kids. Grew up dragging that behind me like cans on a wedding limo."
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