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"
It
’
s
really
fabulous
!
"
said
Tessie
.
They
climbed
into
the
car
.
Debra
pressed
her
leg
against
mine
,
"
Have
you
been
bored
with
all
this
?
"
she
asked
.
I
started
the
engine
and
drove
to
a
liquor
store
and
bought
3
or
4
bottles
of
wine
,
cigarettes
.
That
bitch
Tessie
in
her
short
red
skirt
with
her
nylons
,
I
thought
to
myself
as
I
paid
the
liquor
store
man
.
I
bet
she
has
done
in
at
least
a
dozen
good
men
without
even
thinking
about
it
.
I
decided
her
problem
was
not
thinking
.
She
didn
’
t
like
to
think
.
And
that
was
all
right
because
there
weren
’
t
any
laws
or
rules
about
it
.
But
when
she
reached
50
in
a
few
years
she
’
d
begin
to
think
!
Then
she
’
d
be
a
bitter
woman
in
a
supermarket
,
jamming
her
shopping
cart
into
people
’
s
backs
and
ankles
in
the
check
-
out
line
,
her
dark
shades
on
,
her
face
puffed
and
unhappy
,
her
cart
filled
with
cottage
cheese
,
potato
chips
,
pork
chops
,
red
onions
and
a
quart
of
Jim
Beam
.
I
went
back
to
the
car
and
we
drove
to
Debra
’
s
place
.
The
girls
sat
down
.
I
opened
a
bottle
and
poured
3
glasses
.
"
Henry
,
"
said
Debra
,
"
I
’
m
going
to
get
Larry
.
He
’
ll
drive
me
down
in
his
van
to
pick
up
my
table
.
You
needn
’
t
endure
that
,
aren
’
t
you
glad
?
"
"
Yes
.
"
"
Tessie
will
keep
you
company
.
"
"
All
right
.
"
"
You
two
behave
yourselves
now
!
"
