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Summary: Loretta grabbed my arm and we took to running. We didn't speak the entire way home, but Granny heard our sobbing, and she came running and we collapsed into her. 'Been a long time since I heard of anyone in Clarendon County getting theyselves lynched' she said, shaking her head. The sadness Loretta wore only moments before had been replaced by something newly roused. I was feeling it, too: a low boiling anger.