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"

Get

out

of

here

,

"

I

said

.

She

made

one

more

circle

,

ran

out

the

door

and

up

to

her

place

.

I

couldn

’

t

sleep

.

Luckily

,

I

had

some

more

beer

.

I

kept

drinking

beer

and

finished

the

last

bottle

about

4

:

30

am

.

I

sat

and

waited

until

6

am

,

then

went

out

and

got

some

more

.

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Time

went

slowly

.

I

walked

around

.

I

didn

’

t

feel

good

but

I

started

singing

songs

.

I

sang

songs

and

walked

around

-

from

bathroom

to

bedroom

to

the

front

room

to

the

kitchen

and

back

,

singing

songs

.

I

looked

at

the

clock

.

11

:

15

am

.

The

airport

was

an

hour

away

.

I

was

dressed

.

I

had

on

shoes

but

no

stockings

.

All

I

took

was

a

pair

of

reading

glasses

which

I

stuffed

into

my

shirt

pocket

.

I

ran

out

the

door

without

baggage

.

The

Volks

was

in

front

.

I

got

in

.

The

sunlight

was

very

bright

.

I

put

my

head

down

on

the

steering

wheel

a

moment

.

I

heard

a

voice

from

the

court

,

"

Where

the

hell

does

he

think

he

’

s

going

like

that

?

"

I

started

the

car

,

turned

the

radio

on

and

drove

off

.

I

had

trouble

steering

.

My

car

kept

pulling

across

the

double

yellow

line

and

into

the

oncoming

traffic

.

They

honked

and

I

pulled

back

.

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I

got

to

the

airport

.

I

had

15

minutes

left

.

I

had

run

red

lights

,

stop

signs

,

had

exceeded

the

speed

limit

,

grossly

,

all

the

way

.

I

had

14

minutes

.

The

parking

lot

was

full

I

couldn

’

t

find

a

space

.

Then

I

saw

a

place

in

front

of

an

elevator

,

just

large

enough

for

a

Volks

.

A

sign

read

,

NO

PARKING

.

I

parked

.

As

I

locked

the

car

my

reading

glasses

fell

out

of

my

pocket

and

broke

on

the

pavement

.

I

ran

down

the

stairway

and

across

the

street

to

the

airline

reservations

desk

.

It

was

hot

.

The

sweat

rolled

off

me

.

"

Reservation

for

Henry

Chinaski

.

.

.

"

The

clerk

wrote

out

the

ticket

and

I

paid

cash

.

"

By

the

way

,

"

said

the

clerk

,

"

I

’

ve

read

your

books

.

"

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