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I
started
the
car
and
put
it
in
first
,
let
out
the
clutch
.
It
jumped
forward
.
I
put
it
in
second
.
It
went
into
second
and
moved
faster
.
I
put
it
into
third
.
It
moved
nicely
forward
.
I
made
a
U
-
turn
and
parked
on
the
other
side
of
the
street
.
Lydia
walked
over
.
"
Listen
,
"
I
said
,
"
you
’
ve
got
to
believe
me
.
A
minute
ago
the
car
would
only
run
backwards
.
Now
it
’
s
all
right
.
Please
believe
me
.
"
"
I
believe
you
,
"
she
said
.
"
God
did
it
.
I
believe
in
that
sort
of
thing
.
"
"
It
must
mean
something
.
"
"
It
does
.
"
I
got
out
of
the
car
.
We
walked
into
her
house
.
"
Take
off
your
shirt
and
shoes
,
"
she
said
,
"
and
lay
down
on
the
bed
.
First
I
want
to
squeeze
your
blackheads
.
"
The
ex
-
Japanese
wrestler
who
was
into
real
estate
sold
Lydia
’
s
house
.
She
had
to
move
out
.
There
was
Lydia
,
Tonto
,
Lisa
and
the
dog
,
Bugbutt
.
In
Los
Angeles
most
landlords
hang
out
the
same
sign
:
ADULTS
ONLY
.
With
two
children
and
a
dog
it
was
very
difficult
.
Only
Lydia
’
s
good
looks
could
help
her
.
A
male
landlord
was
needed
.
I
drove
them
all
around
town
.
It
was
useless
.
Then
I
stayed
out
of
sight
in
the
car
.
It
still
didn
’
t
work
.
As
we
drove
along
Lydia
screamed
out
the
window
,
"
Isn
’
t
there
anybody
in
this
town
who
will
rent
to
a
woman
with
two
kids
and
a
dog
?
"
Unexpectedly
a
vacancy
occurred
in
my
court
.
I
saw
the
people
moving
out
and
I
went
right
down
and
talked
to
Mrs
.
O
’
Keefe
.
