fenton wexler

Ray had run a fence crew for thirty years and he had carried on with a woman out of Federalsburg for eleven of them, and Barbara had found out in 1990 and thrown him out and taken him back in six weeks. It was known. It had been known so long that it had stopped being anything, the way a scar stops being a wound, and Ray and Barbara went on a cruise ship every February out of Baltimore and sent everybody a picture of themselves at a dinner table in clothes they did not own.