Chapter 2
DEVIN AS hAVING A BAD DAY.
At nineteen completely reconciled o o triad o go . It ime since of from trees in triving to stretctle more out of his frame.
to a number of t came . e o be able to forget ternoon urning ing ree upside doer it still rankled use, ely grasped o do.
quot;ell tle one!quot; Povar , and retc good of Devins precociously profane vocabulary.
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ayed ao ed to o olidly good-natured, ten t.
Devin, cursed or blessed . t impossible, in fact—but t did noto lessen farm in t long after t incident t Devin iced as a singer to Menico di Ferraut hird spring.
Devin been back since, taking a spring. It t reated on t t fit in, and all four of t. Farming in Asoli imes grim tling to y against tant encroacs of t, ony of the days.
If mig, but te aken able perureless spaces of tlands, but no source of nurture or ive youngest cs, turn out to be, the land.
After t t Devins voice ry ballads it ain collective relief t tanding in table greyness and rain. urning back to c of t before ting o ale, odd brothe shoulder.
quot;If t treat you rig; ;you can come heres a place.”
Devin remembered botle bloure s he
trut everyt for e.
But ing doaken h.
Since t everything was held in his mind.
And if , muco put a cin do t recall feeling trated