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I
stayed
five
days
and
nights
.
Then
I
couldn
’
t
get
it
up
any
more
.
Joanna
drove
me
to
the
airport
.
She
had
bought
me
a
new
piece
of
luggage
and
some
new
clothing
.
I
hated
that
Dallas
-
Fort
Worth
airport
.
It
was
the
most
inhuman
airport
in
the
U
.
S
.
Joanna
waved
me
off
and
I
was
in
the
air
.
.
.
The
trip
to
Los
Angeles
was
without
incident
.
I
disembarked
,
wondering
about
the
Volks
.
I
took
the
elevator
up
in
the
parking
area
and
didn
’
t
see
it
.
I
figured
it
must
have
been
towed
away
.
Then
I
walked
around
to
the
other
side
-
and
there
it
was
.
All
I
had
was
a
parking
ticket
.
I
drove
home
.
The
apartment
looked
the
way
it
always
had
-
bottles
and
trash
everywhere
.
I
’
d
have
to
clean
it
up
a
bit
.
If
anybody
saw
it
that
way
they
’
d
have
me
committed
.
There
was
a
knock
.
I
opened
the
door
.
It
was
Tammie
.
"
Hi
!
"
she
said
.
"
Hello
.
"
"
You
must
have
been
in
an
awful
hurry
when
you
left
.
All
the
doors
were
unlocked
.
The
back
door
was
wide
open
.
Listen
,
promise
you
won
’
t
tell
if
I
tell
you
something
?
"
"
All
right
.
"
"
Arlene
went
in
and
used
your
phone
,
long
distance
.
"
"
All
right
.
"
"
I
tried
to
stop
her
but
I
couldn
’
t
.
She
was
on
pills
.
"
