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"I'm flying out to Palm tomorrowIlse is coming
Friday, Melinda on the twentieth
considering the fact that you and my father never
really saw eye to eye
Considering the fact that we had once almost come
to blows after my father-in-law had referred to
the Democrats as "the Commiecrats," I thought that
was putting it mildlyI said, "If you're thinking
I don't prada clutch want to join you and the girls for
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Christmas in Palm Desert, you're correctYou'll
be helping financially, and I hope your folks will
understand that I had something to do with that-"
"I hardly think this is the time to drag your
goddam checkbook into the discussion!"
And the anger was back, just like thatJack,
almost out of his stinking little boxI wanted to
say Why don't you go fuck spy bag fendi yourself, you loudmouth
bitchAt least partly because it
would have come out loudmouf birch or maybe
broadmouth lurch
"Eddie?" She sounded truculent, more than ready to
get into it if I wanted to
"I'm not dragging my checkbook into anything," I
said, carefully listening to each wordThey came
out all right"I'm just saying
that my face at your father's bedside would not be
likely to men wallet gucci speed his recovery For a moment the
anger - the fury - almost added that I hadn't seen
his face at mine, eitherOnce more I managed to
stop the words, but by then I was sweating"What will
you do for Christmas, Eddie?"
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Paint the sunset, I thought
"I believe that if I'm a good boy, I may be
invited to Christmas dinner with Jack Cantori and
his family," I said, believing no such black quilted bag thing
"Jack's the young fellow who works for meAre you still
forgetting things?"
"I don't know, I can't remember," I said
"Laughter's the best medicineI read it in
Reader's Digest
"What about your arm? Are you still having phantom
sensations?"
"Nope," I lied, "that's pretty well stoppedThen: "Eddie?"
"Still here," I saidAnd with dark red half-moons
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