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Chapter 93

           "HaveyouseenhersinceyougotbackfromCanada?"

           "No."

           "I’veordereda25poundturkeyforThanksgiving.Canyoucarve?"

           "Sure."

           "Don’tdrinktoomuchtonight.Youknowwhathappenswhenyoudrinktoomuch.Youbecomeawetnoodle."

           "O.K."

           Debrareachedoverandtouchedmyhand."Mysweetdearoldwetnoodle!"

           Ionlygotonebottleofwineforafterdinner.Wedrankitslowly,sittingupinherbedwatchinghergiantt.v.Thefirstprogramwaslousy.Thesecondwasbetter.Itwasaboutasexpervertandasubnormalfarmboy.Thepervert’sheadwastransplantedontothefarmboy’sbodybyamaddoctorandthebodyescapedwiththetwoheadsandranaboutthecountrysidedoingallsortsofhorriblethings.Itputmeinagoodmood.

           Afterthebottleofwineandthetwo-headedboyImountedDebraandhadsomegoodluckforachange.IgaveheralongslamminggallopfullofunexpectedvariablesandinventivenessbeforeIfinallyshotitintoher.

           InthemorningDebraaskedmetostayandwaitforhertogethomefromwork.Shepromisedtocookanicedinner."Allright,"Isaid.

           ItriedtosleepaftersheleftbutIcouldn’t.IwaswonderingaboutThanksgiving,howIwasgoingtotellherthatIcouldn’tbethere.Itbotheredme.Igotupandwalkedthefloors.Itookabath.Nothinghelped.MaybeIriswouldchangehermind,maybeherplanewouldcrash.IcouldphoneDebraThanksgivingmorningtotellherIwascomingafterall.

           Iwalkedaboutfeelingworseandworse.PerhapsitwasbecauseIhadstayedoverinsteadofgoinghome.

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