But she offered opinions. She doesn't like the trash. They throw their beer bottles. And so she gingerly picked up the broken glass with her gloved hand. We drove out through Macclenny, where Lee O'Steen and Clifford Ruise sat on wooden bench outside Terry's Fishin' and Huntin'.
Gas pumps outside, hunting arrows and shiners inside.
It's called the Liars Bench, says so in big red letters. The fish keep getting bigger, deer racks, too. O'Steen works in the store, and he had come out for a cigarette. He worked in a sawmill until he had a stroke. Now he drives that old blue GMC pickup of his into town to sit on the Liars Bench.