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"
All
right
.
See
you
at
seven
.
"
I
hung
up
.
Sara
really
was
a
good
soul
.
To
lose
her
for
a
Tanya
was
ridiculous
.
Yet
,
Tanya
had
brought
me
something
.
Sara
deserved
better
treatment
than
I
gave
her
.
People
owed
each
other
certain
loyalties
even
if
they
weren
’
t
married
.
In
a
way
,
the
trust
should
run
deeper
because
it
wasn
’
t
sanctified
by
the
law
.
Well
,
we
needed
wine
,
good
white
wine
.
I
walked
out
,
got
in
the
Volks
and
drove
up
to
the
liquor
store
next
to
the
supermarket
.
I
like
to
change
liquor
stores
frequently
because
the
clerks
got
to
know
your
habits
if
you
went
in
night
and
day
and
bought
huge
quantities
.
I
could
feel
them
wondering
why
I
wasn
’
t
dead
yet
and
it
made
me
uncomfortable
.
They
probably
weren
’
t
thinking
any
such
thing
,
but
then
a
man
gets
paranoid
when
he
has
300
hangovers
a
year
.
I
found
four
bottles
of
good
white
wine
in
the
new
place
and
went
out
with
them
.
Four
young
Mexican
boys
were
standing
outside
.
"
Hey
,
mister
!
Give
us
some
money
!
Hey
,
man
,
give
us
some
money
!
"
"
What
for
?
"
"
We
need
it
,
man
,
we
need
it
,
don
’
t
you
know
?
"
"
Gonna
buy
some
coke
?
"
"
Pepsi
-
Cola
,
man
!
"
