john9221
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ve muddled through without thembut I don't know how.
I was thirty-sixremember. You don't expect to have to bury your wife when you're thirty-six
and she herself is two years younger. Death was the last thing on our minds.
'If a guy gets caught taking your stereo out of your carthey call it theft and put him in jail'
Frank said. The Arlens had come from Massachusettsand I could still hear Malden in Frank's
voice — caught was coowatcar was
cahcall was
caul. 'If the same guy is trying to sell a grieving
husband a three-thousand-dollar casket for forty-five hundred dollarsthey call it business and ask
him to speak at the Rotary Club luncheon. Greedy assholeI fed him his lunchdidn't I?'
'Yes. You did.'
'You okayMikey?'
'I'm okay.'
'Sincerely okay?'
'How the fuck should I know?' I asked himloud enough to turn some heads in a nearby booth.
And then: 'She was pregnant.'
His face grew very still. 'What?'
I struggled to keep my voice down. 'Pregnant. Six or seven weeksaccording to the . . . you
knowthe autopsy. Did you know? Did she tell you?'
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something. 'I knew
you were tryingof course . . . she yilai:
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