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"
We
’
ll
take
care
of
you
,
"
she
told
me
.
"
All
right
,
"
I
said
.
There
was
a
bookcase
.
Three
or
four
of
my
books
were
in
it
.
I
found
some
Lorca
and
sat
down
and
pretended
to
read
.
That
way
I
wouldn
’
t
have
to
see
the
guys
in
their
walking
shorts
.
They
looked
as
if
nothing
had
ever
touched
them
-
all
well
-
mothered
,
protected
,
with
a
soft
sheen
of
contentment
.
None
of
them
had
ever
been
in
jail
,
or
worked
hard
with
their
hands
,
or
even
gotten
a
traffic
ticket
.
Skimmed
-
milk
jollies
,
the
whole
bunch
.
Sara
brought
me
a
health
food
sandwich
.
"
Here
,
try
this
.
"
I
ate
the
sandwich
as
the
guys
lolled
about
.
Soon
one
got
up
and
walked
out
.
Then
another
.
Sara
was
cleaning
up
.
There
was
only
one
left
.
He
was
about
22
and
he
sat
on
the
floor
.
He
was
gangly
,
his
back
bent
like
a
bow
.
He
had
on
glasses
with
heavy
black
rims
.
He
seemed
more
lonely
and
daft
than
the
others
.
"
Hey
,
Sara
,
"
he
said
,
"
let
’
s
go
out
and
have
some
beers
tonight
.
"
"
Not
tonight
,
Mike
.
How
about
tomorrow
night
?
"
"
All
right
,
Sara
.
"
He
stood
up
and
walked
to
the
counter
.
He
put
a
coin
down
and
picked
up
a
health
food
cookie
.
He
stood
at
the
counter
eating
the
health
food
cookie
.
When
he
finished
it
he
turned
and
walked
out
.
"
Did
you
like
the
sandwich
?
"
Sara
asked
.
"
Yes
,
it
wasn
’
t
bad
.
"
