The Hate Between a Brother and a Sister A B Hendry pt 1 only

Well, famous cigarette presents the big story Has it by going back home but getting away in a matter with you Harry you get married tomorrow, right? This right. I'm getting married tomorrow. Oh, this is your last night of free man, right? Hey, it's good Well, last night of free man. That's good, honey. Yeah, very good. Look me. Shouldn't we just drive that he don't talk

Harry, I'm your big sister, right? Your big sister, Mae. And this is your last night on Earth, a free man. So come on, have another drink, and let's make Mary. Oh, Mae. Have a drink like I told you, Harry.

All right. Hey, Mae. Mae, I'm past... He's out. Off cold, but don't. All right, Eddie, now. Stop the car. I said, now. Mae, it's kind of an cold blood. cold blood and finally a little fool getting that gun.

May he's your kid brother. That's right. I'm his big sister, ain't I? And I got to take care of him, don't I? Well, I am. May I stop? Why should I stop? I like what I'm doing.

The big story. Here is America. It's sound in its fury, its joy in its sorrows, as faithfully reported by the men and women of the great American newspapers. Belleville, Illinois, 20 miles across the Missouri border from St. Louis, a body found with five bullets in its head.

From the pages of the St. Louis Globe Democrat, the terrifying story of hate between a brother and a sister. And tonight, to A.B. Henry of the St. Louis Missouri Globe Democrat, goes the Palmel Award for the big story.

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