Женщины

Chapter 93

           "Hi!"shesaid,"How’smyex-wetnoodle?"

           Iwalkeduptoherandputmyarmsaroundher.Istartedtotrembleandcry.

           "Hank,what’swrong?"

           Debradroppedthebagofgroceriestothefloor.Ourdinner.Igrabbedherandheldhertome.Iwassobbing.Thetearsflowedlikewine.Icouldn’tstop.Mostofmemeantit,theotherpartwasrunningaway.

           "Hank,whatisit?"

           "Ican’tbewithyouThanksgiving."

           "Why?Why?What’swrong?"

           "What’swrongisthatIamaGIANTHUNKOFSHIT!"

           MyguiltscrewedinsidemeandIhadaspasm.Ithurtsomethingawful.

           "AbellydancerisflyingdownfromCanadatospendThanksgivingwithme."

           "Abellydancer?"

           "Yes."

           "Isshebeautiful?"

           "Yes,sheis.I’msorry,I’msorry..."

           Debrapushedmeoff.

           "Letmeputthegroceriesaway."

           Shepickedupthebagandwalkedintothekitchen.Iheardtherefrigeratordooropenandclose.

           "Debra,"Isaid,"I’mleaving."

           Therewasnosoundfromthekitchen.Iopenedthefrontdoorandwalkedout.TheVolksstarted.Iturnedtheradioon,theheadlightsonanddrovebacktoL.A.

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