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After Jim killed his daughter, it was hard for Jim to swallow. “You ought to go to the bunk and rest some, Jim boy.” 38 The sheriff thought it was smart for Jim to go back to the bunk and relax on what just happened. It would be hard for Jim to swallow, because he killed his daughter for good reasons. No one could imagine what kind of pain Jim was going through. There was people who thought it was not okay for him to kill his daughter. Those people have to see Jim side of the store, because if he didn’t kill her then she would suffer and be in pain. “Jim’s face pressed between the bars and his fingers gripped the iron until the knuckles were white.” 38 Jim was going through a lot of pain, and he was putting tons of pressure on his knuckles

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