Chapter 41

           ThateveningIstarteddrinking.Itwasn’tgoingtobeeasywithoutKatherine.Ifoundsomethingsshehadleftbehind-earrings,abracelet.

           I’vegottogetbacktothetypewriter,Ithought.Arttakesdiscipline.Anyassholecanchaseaskirt.Idrank,thinkingaboutit.

           At2:10amthephonerang.Iwasdrinkingmylastbeer.

           "Hello?"

           "Hello."Itwasawoman’svoice,ayoungwoman.

           "Yes?"

           "AreyouHenryChinaski?"

           "Yes."

           "Mygirlfriendadmiresyourwriting.It’sherbirthdayandItoldherI’dphoneyou.Weweresurprisedtofindyouinthephonebook."

           "I’mlisted."

           "Well,it’sherbirthdayandIthoughtitmightbeniceifwecouldcometoseeyou."

           "Allright."

           "ItoldArlenethatyouprobablyhadwomenallovertheplace."

           "I’marecluse."

           "Thenit’sallrightifwecomeover?"

           Igavethemtheaddressanddirections.

           "Onlyonething,I’moutofbeer."

           "We’llgetyousomebeer.Myname’sTammie."

           "It’safter2am."

           "We’llgetsomebeer.Cleavagecanworkwonders."

           Theyarrivedin20minuteswiththecleavagebutwithoutthebeer.

           "Thatson-of-a-bitch,"saidArlene."Healwaysgaveittousbefore.Thistimeheseemedscared."

           "Fuckhim,"saidTammie.

           Theybothsatdownandannouncedtheirages.

           "I’m32,"saidArlene.

           "I’m23,"saidTammie.

           "Addyouragestogether,"Isaid,"andyou’vegotme."

           Arlene’shairwaslongandblack.Shesatinthechairbythewindowcombingherhair,makingupherface,lookingintoalargesilvermirror,andtalking.Shewasobviouslyhighonpills

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