Chapter 76

           IwasbackinL.A.aboutaweekandahalf.Itwasnight.Thephonerang.ItwasCecelia,shewassobbing."Hank,Billisdead.You’rethefirstoneI’vecalled."

           "Christ,Cecelia,Idon’tknowwhattosay."

           "I’msogladyoucamewhenyoudid.Billdidnothingbuttalkaboutyouafteryouleft.Youdon’tknowwhatyourvisitmeanttohim."

           "Whathappened?"

           "Hecomplainedoffeelingrealbadandwetookhimtoahospitalandintwohourshewasdead.Iknowpeoplearegoingtothinkheo.d.’d,buthedidn’t.EventhoughIwasgoingtodivorcehimIlovedhim."

           "Ibelieveyou."

           "Idon’twanttobotheryouwithallthis."

           "It’sallright,Billwouldunderstand.Ijustdon’tknowwhattosaytohelpyou.I’mkindofinshock.Letmephoneyoulaterontoseeifyou’reallright."

           "Wouldyou?"

           "Ofcourse."

           That’stheproblemwithdrinking,Ithought,asIpouredmyselfadrink.Ifsomethingbadhappensyoudrinkinanattempttoforget;ifsomethinggoodhappensyoudrinkinordertocelebrate;andifnothinghappensyoudrinktomakesomethinghappen.

           Assickandunhappyashewas,Billjustdidn’tlooklikesomebodywhowasabouttodie.Thereweremanydeathslikethatandeventhoughweknewaboutdeathandthoughtaboutitalmosteveryday,whentherewasanunexpecteddeath,andwhenthatpersonwasanexceptionalandlovablehumanbeing,itwashard,very,nomatterhowmanyotherpeoplehaddied,good,badorunknown.

           IphonedCeceliabackthatnight,andIphonedheragainthenextnight,andoncemoreafterthat,andthenIstoppedphoning.

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