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I
hung
up
and
went
into
the
other
room
.
"
Who
was
that
?
"
Tammie
asked
.
"
Just
somebody
who
wanted
to
come
by
.
"
"
That
was
Bobby
,
wasn
’
t
it
?
"
"
Yes
.
"
"
You
treat
him
mean
.
He
gets
lonely
when
his
wife
is
at
work
.
What
the
hell
’
s
the
matter
with
you
?
"
Tammie
jumped
up
and
ran
into
the
bedroom
and
started
dialing
.
I
had
just
bought
her
a
fifth
of
champagne
.
She
hadn
’
t
opened
it
.
I
took
it
and
hid
it
in
the
broom
closet
.
"
Bobby
,
"
she
said
over
the
phone
,
"
this
is
Tammie
.
Did
you
just
phone
?
Where
’
s
your
wife
?
Listen
,
I
’
ll
be
right
down
.
"
She
hung
up
and
came
out
of
the
bedroom
.
"
Where
’
s
the
champagne
?
"
"
Fuck
off
,
"
I
said
,
"
you
’
re
not
taking
it
down
there
and
drinking
it
with
him
.
"
