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Mrs.
Corleone
said
,
"
Six
months
.
"
"
Oh
,
I
see
,
"
Kay
said
.
And
she
did
.
She
felt
hot
waves
of
shame
that
Michael
's
mother
knew
he
was
treating
her
so
cheaply
.
And
then
she
was
angry
.
Angry
at
Michael
,
at
his
mother
,
angry
at
all
foreigners
,
Italians
who
did
n't
have
the
common
courtesy
to
keep
up
a
decent
show
of
friendship
even
if
a
love
affair
was
over
.
Did
n't
Michael
know
she
would
be
concerned
for
him
as
a
friend
even
if
he
no
longer
wanted
her
for
a
bed
companion
,
even
if
he
no
longer
wanted
to
marry
her
?
Did
he
think
she
was
one
of
those
poor
benighted
Italian
girls
who
would
commit
suicide
or
make
a
scene
after
giving
up
her
virginity
and
then
being
thrown
over
?
But
she
kept
her
voice
as
cool
as
possible
.
"
I
see
,
thank
you
very
much
,
"
she
said
.
"
I
'm
glad
Michael
is
home
again
and
all
right
.
I
just
wanted
to
know
.
I
wo
n't
call
you
again
.
"
Mrs.
Corleone
's
voice
came
impatiently
over
the
phone
as
if
she
had
heard
nothing
that
Kay
had
said
.
"
You
wanta
see
Mikey
,
you
come
out
here
now
.
Give
him
a
nice
surprise
.
You
take
a
taxi
,
and
I
tell
the
man
at
the
gate
to
pay
the
taxi
for
you
.
You
tell
the
taxi
man
he
gets
two
times
his
clock
,
otherwise
he
no
come
way
out
the
Long
Beach
.
But
do
n't
you
pay
.
My
husband
's
man
at
the
gate
pay
the
taxi
.
"
"
I
could
n't
do
that
,
Mrs.
Corleone
,
"
Kay
said
coldly
.
"
If
Michael
wanted
to
see
me
,
he
would
have
called
me
at
home
before
this
.
Obviously
,
he
does
n't
want
to
resume
our
relationship
.
"
Mrs.
Corleone
's
voice
came
briskly
over
the
phone
.
"
You
a
very
nice
girl
,
you
got
ta
nice
legs
,
but
you
no
got
ta
much
brains
.
"
She
chuckled
.
"
You
come
out
to
see
me
,
not
Mikey
.
I
wanta
talk
to
you
.
You
come
right
now
.
An
'
no
pay
the
taxi
.
I
wait
for
you
.
"
The
phone
clicked
.
Mrs.
Corleone
had
hung
up
.
Kay
could
have
called
back
and
said
she
was
n't
coming
but
she
knew
she
had
to
see
Michael
,
to
talk
to
him
,
even
if
it
was
just
polite
talk
.
If
he
was
home
now
,
openly
,
that
meant
he
was
no
longer
in
trouble
,
he
could
live
normally
.
She
jumped
off
the
bed
and
started
to
get
ready
to
see
him
.
She
took
a
great
deal
of
care
with
her
makeup
and
dress
.
When
she
was
ready
to
leave
she
stared
at
her
reflection
in
the
mirror
.
Was
she
better-looking
than
when
Michael
had
disappeared
?
Or
would
he
find
her
unattractively
older
?
Her
figure
had
become
more
womanly
,
her
hips
rounder
,
her
breasts
fuller
.
Italians
liked
that
supposedly
,
though
Michael
had
always
said
he
loved
her
being
so
thin
.
It
did
n't
matter
really
,
Michael
obviously
did
n't
want
anything
to
do
with
her
anymore
,
otherwise
he
most
certainly
would
have
called
in
the
six
months
he
had
been
home
.
The
taxi
she
hailed
refused
to
take
her
to
Long
Beach
until
she
gave
him
a
pretty
smile
and
told
him
she
would
pay
double
the
meter
.
It
was
nearly
an
hour
's
ride
and
the
mall
in
Long
Beach
had
changed
since
she
last
saw
it
.
There
were
iron
fences
around
it
and
an
iron
gate
barred
the
mall
entrance
.
A
man
wearing
slacks
and
a
white
jacket
over
a
red
shirt
opened
the
gate
,
poked
his
head
into
the
cab
to
read
the
meter
and
gave
the
cab
driver
some
bills
.
Then
when
Kay
saw
the
driver
was
not
protesting
and
was
happy
with
the
money
paid
,
she
got
out
and
walked
across
the
mall
to
the
central
house
.
Mrs.
Corleone
herself
opened
the
door
and
greeted
Kay
with
a
warm
embrace
that
surprised
her
.
Then
she
surveyed
Kay
with
an
appraising
eye
.
"
You
a
beautiful
girl
,
"
she
said
flatly
.
"
I
have
stupid
sons
.
"
