1169, Lewiston, Maine
52. Charlotte Pipe
As near as I could tell, Charlotte Pipe weren’t nothin’ but trouble, and not the sort favored by most young men. “That girl’s a botheration,” her father said. The thing about Charlotte, as I found out the hard way, is that she’d had a notion to make a noise, which was all right as long as she made it somewhere else. Titsup is a small town, and her noises were just too damn big. I’d had eyes for her once, and she had ’em for me, but one of us had to go. I wonder what ever became of her.