He hated the idea of tramp-ing round looking for a job. My voice trailedoff. The locals bought it, but that's notmany books, is it? No, I suppose not, I said. Isuspect that fright, like pain, is one of those things that slip ourminds once they have passed.
Mattie go fast, my new girlfriend saidin a conversational, isn't-this-interesting voice. Tell them to think of itas :being like same-day service on your dry-cleaning. Sometimes she'd pin little notes---errands to run, calls to make--to myshirt, as if I were a first-grader. Maybe you're right.
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