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"
I
want
to
see
Dee
Dee
.
I
want
to
talk
to
her
.
"
"
She
’
s
sick
.
Really
sick
.
I
don
’
t
think
you
should
get
to
see
her
after
the
way
you
’
ve
treated
her
.
You
’
re
a
real
grade
-
A
son
of
a
bitch
.
"
"
I
just
want
to
talk
to
her
a
while
,
to
explain
things
.
"
"
All
right
.
She
’
s
in
her
bedroom
.
"
I
walked
down
the
hall
and
into
the
bedroom
.
Dee
Dee
was
on
the
bed
in
just
her
panties
.
One
arm
was
flung
over
her
eyes
.
Her
breasts
looked
good
.
There
was
an
empty
pint
of
whiskey
by
her
bed
and
a
pan
on
the
floor
.
The
pan
smelled
of
vomit
and
booze
.
"
Dee
Dee
.
.
.
"
She
lifted
her
arm
.
"
What
?
Hank
,
you
’
ve
come
back
?
"
"
No
,
wait
,
I
just
want
to
talk
to
you
.
.
.
"
"
Oh
Hank
,
I
’
ve
missed
you
something
awful
.
I
’
ve
been
nearly
crazy
,
the
pain
has
been
awful
.
.
.
"
"
I
want
to
make
it
easier
.
That
’
s
why
I
came
by
.
I
may
be
stupid
,
but
I
don
’
t
believe
in
outright
cruelty
.
.
.
"
