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Chapter 91

           Igotout,openedthescreendoorandwalkedin.Sarawasbehindthecounter.Shesawme."Hi,Henry!"shesaid,"I’llbewithyouinaminute."Shewaspreparingsomething.Fourorfiveguyssatorstoodaround.Somesatonacouch.Otherssatonthefloor.Theywereallintheirmid-twenties,theywereallthesame,theyweredressedinlittlewalkingshorts,andtheyjustsat.Nowandthenoneofthemwouldcrosshislegsorcough.Sarawasafairlyhandsomewoman,lean,andshemovedaroundbriskly.Class.Herhairwasred-blond.Itlookedverygood.

           "We’lltakecareofyou,"shetoldme.

           "Allright,"Isaid.

           Therewasabookcase.Threeorfourofmybookswereinit.IfoundsomeLorcaandsatdownandpretendedtoread.ThatwayIwouldn’thavetoseetheguysintheirwalkingshorts.Theylookedasifnothinghadevertouchedthem-allwell-mothered,protected,withasoftsheenofcontentment.Noneofthemhadeverbeeninjail,orworkedhardwiththeirhands,orevengottenatrafficticket.Skimmed-milkjollies,thewholebunch.

           Sarabroughtmeahealthfoodsandwich."Here,trythis."

           Iatethesandwichastheguyslolledabout.Soononegotupandwalkedout.Thenanother.Sarawascleaningup.Therewasonlyoneleft.Hewasabout22andhesatonthefloor.Hewasgangly,hisbackbentlikeabow.Hehadonglasseswithheavyblackrims.Heseemedmorelonelyanddaftthantheothers."Hey,Sara,"hesaid,"let’sgooutandhavesomebeerstonight."

           "Nottonight,Mike.Howabouttomorrownight?"

           "Allright,Sara."

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