![]() ![]() Sure, we fight sometime, but we got no hate here. 'You can write that young Gil of yours that he don't know what he think he does. She finished her wall and poured the whitewash that was left back in the bigger pail. Mildred Walker Winter Wheat Hardcover Septemby Mildred Walker (Author) 152 ratings Kindle 9.99 Read with Our Free App Hardcover from 23.00 2 Collectible from 23.00 Paperback 19.95 112 Used from 1.48 34 New from 7.32 2 Collectible from 5. ![]() 'Yolochka, you don't know how love is yet.' We get mad, sure! Like ice an' snow an' thunder an' lightning storm, but they don't hurt the wheat down in the ground any.' Mom picked up her whitewash brush and slapped it against the rough boards. Mom made a sound of disgust in her throat. When I heard you that night you both sounded cold and hard.' ![]() 'But all these years, even when I was a child, I've felt that you hated each other. I couldn't look at her, but I had to say what was in my mind. Gospode Boge! I love him here so all these years!' Mom touched her breast and her face broke into life. 'No, Yelena, I never hate Ben an' Ben don't hate me. Mom was still so long I looked up at her.She shook her head. That's one of the things that drove him away from here, from me.' “And you've gone on all these years hating each other. ![]()
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