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It was just Daddy, Ma, and I. Daddy named me Billie Jo. He wanted a boy. He got me instead
I played piano, taught by Ma herself. Arley Wanderdale asked if I could play at Palace Theatre. Of course I said yes.
Then, the dust came, littering its dirt on every surface. Even the moon was stained.
All the crops died. Every single one of them. Daddy never gave up hope, but Ma thought it was time to plant something other than wheat.
All the hope we had were planted into Ma's two apple trees.
But with me traveling with Arley, his Black Mesa Boys, Miller Rice, and Vera everything seems as if it will be fine in the end.
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