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I
got
lost
2
or
3
times
on
the
freeway
.
Finally
I
pulled
up
in
front
of
the
court
.
I
awakened
Tammie
.
She
got
out
,
ran
up
the
stairs
to
her
place
,
and
slammed
the
door
.
It
was
a
Wednesday
night
,
12
:
30
am
and
I
was
very
sick
.
My
stomach
was
raw
,
but
I
managed
to
hold
down
a
few
beers
.
Tammie
was
with
me
and
she
seemed
sympathetic
.
Dancy
was
at
her
grandmother
’
s
.
Even
though
I
was
ill
it
seemed
,
finally
,
to
be
a
good
time
-
just
two
people
being
together
.
There
was
a
knock
on
the
door
.
I
opened
it
.
It
was
Tammie
’
s
brother
,
Jay
,
with
another
young
man
,
Filbert
,
a
small
Puerto
Rican
.
They
sat
down
and
I
gave
each
of
them
a
beer
.
"
Let
’
s
go
to
a
dirty
movie
,
"
said
Jay
.
Filbert
just
sat
there
.
He
had
a
black
carefully
-
trimmed
mustache
and
his
face
had
very
little
expression
.
He
didn
’
t
give
off
any
rays
at
all
.
I
thought
of
terms
like
blank
,
wooden
,
dead
,
and
so
forth
.
"
Why
don
’
t
you
say
something
,
Filbert
?
"
Tammie
asked
.
He
didn
’
t
speak
.
I
got
up
,
went
to
the
kitchen
sink
and
vomited
.
I
came
back
and
sat
down
.
I
had
a
new
beer
.
I
hated
it
when
the
beer
wouldn
’
t
stay
down
.
I
simply
had
been
drunk
too
many
days
and
nights
in
a
row
.
I
needed
a
rest
.
And
I
needed
a
drink
.
Just
beer
.
You
’
d
think
I
could
hold
down
beer
.
I
took
a
long
pull
.
The
beer
wouldn
’
t
stay
down
.
I
went
to
the
bathroom
.
Tammie
knocked
,
"
Hank
,
are
you
all
right
?
"
