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The
Turman
woman
is
with
your
son
.
"
Yes
.
"
It
came
to
me
that
this
was
a
way
-
maybe
not
the
best
one
,
but
a
way
,
nevertheless-to
take
the
curse
off
what
Ollie
and
I
had
just
done
.
Not
the
best
way
,
just
the
only
way
.
We
went
up
the
narrow
flight
of
stairs
and
into
the
office
.
It
was
empty
,
as
she
had
said
.
And
there
was
a
lock
on
the
door
.
I
turned
it
.
In
the
darkness
she
was
nothing
but
a
shape
.
I
put
my
arms
out
,
touched
her
,
and
pulled
her
to
me
.
She
was
trembling
.
We
went
down
on
the
floor
,
first
kneeling
,
kissing
,
and
I
cupped
one
firm
breast
and
could
feel
the
quick
thudding
of
her
heart
through
her
sweatshirt
.
I
thought
of
Steffy
telling
Billy
not
to
touch
the
live
wires
.
I
thought
of
the
bruise
that
had
been
on
her
hip
when
she
took
off
the
brown
dress
on
our
wedding
night
.
I
thought
of
the
first
time
I
had
seen
her
,
biking
across
the
mall
of
the
University
of
Maine
at
Orono
,
me
bound
for
one
of
Vincent
Hartgen
's
classes
with
my
portfolio
under
my
arm
.
And
my
erection
was
enormous
.
We
lay
down
then
,
and
she
said
,
"
Love
me
,
David
.
Make
me
warm
.
"
When
she
came
,
she
dug
into
my
back
with
her
nails
and
called
me
by
a
name
that
was
n't
mine
.
I
did
n't
mind
.
It
made
us
about
even
.
When
we
came
down
,
some
sort
of
creeping
dawn
had
begun
.
The
blackness
outside
the
loopholes
went
reluctantly
to
dull
gray
,
then
to
chrome
,
then
to
the
bright
,
featureless
,
and
unsparkling
white
of
a
drive-in
movie
screen
.
Mike
Hatlen
was
asleep
in
a
folding
chair
he
had
scrounged
somewhere
.
Dan
Miller
sat
on
the
floor
a
little
distance
away
,
eating
a
Hostess
donut
.
The
kind
that
's
powdered
with
white
sugar
.
"
Sit
down
,
Mr.
Drayton
,
"
he
invited
.
I
looked
around
for
Amanda
,
but
she
was
already
halfway
up
the
aisle
.
She
did
n't
look
back
.
Our
act
of
love
in
the
dark
already
seemed
something
out
of
a
fantasy
,
impossible
to
believe
even
in
this
weird
daylight
.
I
sat
down
.
"
Have
a
donut
.
"
He
held
the
box
out
.
I
shook
my
head
.
"
All
that
white
sugar
is
death
.
Worse
than
cigarettes
.
"
