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Extra
dry
champagne
.
"
"
O
.
K
.
"
The
door
was
still
open
and
the
afternoon
sunlight
came
in
through
her
hair
-
it
was
so
long
and
so
red
it
burned
.
"
Can
I
take
a
bath
?
"
she
asked
.
"
Of
course
.
"
"
Wait
for
me
,
"
she
said
.
In
the
morning
we
talked
about
her
finances
.
She
had
money
coming
in
:
child
support
plus
a
couple
of
unemployment
checks
with
more
to
come
.
"
There
’
s
a
vacancy
in
the
place
in
back
,
right
above
me
.
"
"
How
much
is
it
?
"
"
$
105
with
half
of
the
utilities
paid
.
"
"
Oh
hell
,
I
can
make
that
.
Do
they
take
children
?
A
child
?
"
"
They
will
.
I
’
ve
got
pull
.
I
know
the
managers
.
"
By
Sunday
she
was
moved
in
.
She
was
right
above
me
.
She
could
look
into
my
kitchen
where
I
typed
my
things
on
the
breakfast
nook
table
.
