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Chapter 1

           Itoldher, "I’dliketoripthatfringeoffyourjacket-wecouldbeginthere!" Lydiawalkedoff. Ithadn’tworked. Ineverknewwhattosaytotheladies. Butshehadabehind. Iwatchedthatbeautifulbehindasshewalkedaway. Theseatofherblue-jeanscradleditandIwatcheditasshewalkedaway. 

           Ifinishedthesecondhalfofthereading andforgotaboutLydiajustasIforgotaboutthewomenIpassedonthesidewalks. Itookmymoney,signedsomenapkins,somepiecesofpaper, thenleft,anddrovebackhome. 

           Iwasstillworkingeachnightonthefirstnovel. Ineverstartedwritinguntil6:18pm. ThatwaswhenIusedtopunchinattheTerminalAnnexPostOffice. Itwas6pmwhentheyarrived:PeterandLydiaVance. Iopenedthedoor.Petersaid, "Look,Henry,lookwhatIbroughtyou!" 

           Lydiajumpeduponthecoffeetable. Herbluejeansfittighterthanever. Sheflungherlongbrownhairfromsidetoside. Shewasinsane;shewasmiraculous. ForthefirsttimeIconsideredthepossibilityofactuallymakinglovetoher. Shebeganrecitingpoetry. Herown.Itwasverybad. Petertriedtostopher, "No!No!NorhymingpoetryinHenryChinaski’shouse!" 

           "Lethergo,Peter!" 

           Iwantedtowatchherbuttocks. Shestrodeupanddownthatoldcoffeetable. Thenshedanced.Shewavedherarms. Thepoetrywasterrible,thebodyandthemadnessweren’t. 

           Lydiajumpeddown. 

           "How’dyoulikeit,Henry?" 

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