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"
A
rest
until
your
leg
heals
?
How
am
I
going
to
make
it
meanwhile
?
"
"
I
’
ll
play
Scrabble
with
you
.
"
Lydia
screamed
.
The
car
began
to
swerve
all
over
the
street
.
"
YOU
SON
-
OF
-
A
-
BITCH
!
I
’
LL
KILL
YOU
!
"
She
crossed
the
double
yellow
line
at
high
speed
,
directly
into
oncoming
traffic
.
Horns
sounded
and
cars
scattered
.
We
drove
on
against
the
flow
of
traffic
,
cars
approaching
us
peeling
off
to
the
left
and
right
.
Then
just
as
abruptly
Lydia
swerved
back
across
the
double
line
into
the
lane
we
had
just
vacated
.
Where
are
the
police
?
I
thought
.
Why
is
it
that
when
Lydia
does
something
the
police
become
nonexistent
?
"
All
right
,
"
she
said
.
"
I
’
m
taking
you
home
and
that
’
s
it
.
I
’
ve
had
it
.
I
’
m
going
to
sell
my
house
and
move
to
Phoenix
.
Glen
-
doline
lives
in
Phoenix
now
.
My
sisters
warned
me
about
living
with
an
old
fuck
like
you
.
"
We
drove
the
remainder
of
the
way
without
talking
.
When
we
reached
my
place
I
took
out
my
suitcase
,
looked
at
Lydia
,
said
,
"
Goodbye
.
"
She
was
crying
without
making
a
sound
,
her
whole
face
was
wet
.
Suddenly
she
drove
off
toward
Western
Avenue
.
I
walked
into
the
court
.
Back
from
another
reading
.
.
.
I
checked
the
mail
and
then
phoned
Katherine
who
lived
in
Austin
,
Texas
.
She
seemed
truly
glad
to
hear
from
me
,
and
it
was
good
to
hear
that
Texas
accent
,
that
high
laughter
.
I
told
her
that
I
wanted
her
to
come
visit
me
,
that
I
’
d
pay
air
fare
both
ways
.
We
’
d
go
to
the
racetrack
,
we
’
d
go
to
Malibu
,
we
’
d
.
.
.
whatever
she
wanted
.
"
But
,
Hank
,
don
’
t
you
have
a
girlfriend
?
"
"
No
,
none
.
I
’
m
a
recluse
.
"
