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Nathan’s mother went home that night and when she reentered the house, John Forge looked up from his paper and said:
“Huh! Back, are you? I thought so!”
The mother passed up to bed with some hot retort about “her life belonging to her children”.
But she cried all that night and John Forge slept on the downstairs sofa.
“I heard him say it was a hell of a home,” Nathan told me afterward.