"I took the buggy t'Green Lake t'see the school. There hadn't been a teacher there in years, an' they showed interest in my aspirations. I hadn't been home a few days 'fore I left him. I left him. He went out huntin', on our property, an' Bill Crocker shot 'im. Greased the sheriff, called it an accident. I was jus' miles away when Thomas rode down t'fetch me.
"I should've been there. By the time I got home they were carryin' his body up our property, limp as a ragdoll, blood everywhere."
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Her voice grows quiet once again.
"I took the buggy t'Green Lake t'see the school. There hadn't been a teacher there in years, an' they showed interest in my aspirations. I hadn't been home a few days 'fore I left him. I left him. He went out huntin', on our property, an' Bill Crocker shot 'im. Greased the sheriff, called it an accident. I was jus' miles away when Thomas rode down t'fetch me.
"I should've been there. By the time I got home they were carryin' his body up our property, limp as a ragdoll, blood everywhere."
She doesn't say anything for a spell.
"I never got t'say goodbye."