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"
I
warned
you
I
was
nasty
.
"
"
Couldn
’
t
you
think
I
meant
it
the
way
I
said
it
?
"
"
No
.
But
I
’
ve
got
a
way
to
—
keep
it
the
way
you
said
it
.
You
remember
me
in
the
old
days
,
Eth
.
Do
you
think
I
don
’
t
remember
you
?
You
’
re
the
kid
with
the
built
-
in
judge
.
Okay
.
I
’
m
getting
dry
.
The
bottle
’
s
empty
.
I
’
m
going
out
.
My
price
is
one
thousand
bucks
.
"
"
All
right
.
"
"
In
cash
on
Wednesday
.
"
"
I
’
ll
bring
it
.
"
"
No
note
,
no
signature
,
no
nothing
.
And
don
’
t
think
you
remember
me
,
Ethan
,
from
the
old
days
.
My
friend
here
has
changed
all
that
.
I
have
no
loyalty
,
no
fairness
.
What
you
’
ll
get
is
nothing
but
hearty
laughter
.
"
"
I
would
only
ask
you
to
try
.
"
"
Sure
,
I
’
ll
promise
,
Eth
.
But
I
hope
I
’
ve
convinced
you
what
a
drunk
’
s
promise
is
worth
.
Just
bring
the
cash
.
Stay
as
long
as
you
like
.
My
house
is
your
house
.
I
’
m
going
out
.
See
you
Wednesday
,
Eth
.
"
He
eased
himself
up
out
of
the
old
Army
cot
,
flung
the
comforter
behind
it
,
and
walked
out
with
a
rolling
gait
.
His
pants
were
not
zipped
up
.
I
sat
for
a
while
,
watching
the
candle
gutter
down
into
the
grease
of
the
saucer
.
Everything
he
had
said
was
true
,
except
one
thing
on
which
I
placed
my
bet
.
He
hadn
’
t
changed
that
much
.
Somewhere
in
the
wreckage
was
Danny
Taylor
.
I
didn
’
t
believe
he
could
amputate
Danny
.
I
loved
Danny
and
I
was
prepared
to
—
do
just
what
he
said
.
I
was
.
From
a
distance
I
heard
him
singing
in
a
clear
,
high
falsetto
:
