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him kneel at the front tire and stand up, holding the bloodied bird in his gloved hand. He held it by its broken neck and waggled it for us in front of the windshield. Missy let out a sob. He circled [...] / EMM A BINDER "It's an ancient rivalry, girls," he said to us. "Bird versus truck. Bird never wins." The next night, after helping Roy dress and quarter his grouse, I went to Nat alie's house for dinner