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I
pried
his
arms
loose
as
gently
as
I
could
and
told
him
that
I
had
to
.
"
But
I
'll
be
back
,
Billy
.
"
"
All
right
,
"
he
said
huskily
,
but
he
would
n't
look
at
me
anymore
.
He
did
n't
believe
I
would
be
back
.
It
was
on
his
face
,
which
was
no
longer
thundery
but
woeful
and
grieving
.
I
wondered
again
if
I
could
be
doing
the
right
thing
,
putting
myself
at
risk
.
Then
I
happened
to
glance
down
the
middle
aisle
and
saw
Mrs.
Carmody
there
.
She
had
gained
a
third
listener
,
a
man
with
a
grizzled
cheek
and
a
mean
and
rolling
bloodshot
eye
.
His
haggard
brow
and
shaking
hands
almost
screamed
the
word
hangover
.
It
was
none
other
than
your
friend
and
his
,
Myron
LaFleur
.
The
fellow
who
had
felt
no
compunction
at
all
about
sending
a
boy
out
to
do
a
man
's
job
.
That
crazy
cunt
.
That
witch
.
I
kissed
Billy
and
hugged
him
hard
.
Then
I
walked
down
to
the
front
of
the
store-but
not
down
the
housewares
aisle
.
I
did
n't
want
to
fall
under
her
eye
.
Three-quarters
of
the
way
down
,
Amanda
caught
up
with
me
.
"
Do
you
really
have
to
do
this
?
"
she
asked
.
"
Yes
,
I
think
so
.
"
"
Forgive
me
if
I
say
it
sounds
like
so
much
macho
bullshit
to
me
.
"
There
were
spots
of
color
high
on
her
cheeks
and
her
eyes
were
greener
than
ever
.
She
was
highly
-
no
,
royally
-
pissed
.
I
took
her
arm
and
recapped
my
discussion
with
Dan
Miller
.
The
riddle
of
the
cars
and
the
fact
that
no
one
from
the
pharmacy
had
joined
us
did
n't
move
her
much
.
The
business
about
Mrs.
Carmody
did
.
"
He
could
be
right
,
"
she
said
.
