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Chapter 94

           Itshowedmeitslegs,itspubichair,itsbunghole,itsthighs;itsatthere.Iwasgladitdidn’thaveeyes.Well,we’ddosomethingwiththething.Thatwasthenextstep.Iheardthetoiletflush.IfIrisdidn’twanttoroastit,I’droastit.

           WhenIwasyoungIwasdepressedallthetime.Butsuicidenolongerseemedapossibilityinmylife.Atmyagetherewasverylittlelefttokill.Itwasgoodtobeold,nomatterwhattheysaid.Itwasreasonablethatamanhadtobeatleast50yearsoldbeforehecouldwritewithanythinglikeclarity.Themoreriversyoucrossed,themoreyouknewaboutrivers-thatis,ifyousurvivedthewhitewaterandthehiddenrocks.Itcouldbearoughcob,sometimes.

           Iriscameout.Shehadonablueblackonepiecedressthatappearedtobesilkanditclung.Shewasn’tyouraverageAmericangirl,whichkeptherfromappearingobvious.Shewasatotalwomanbutshedidn’tthrowitinyourface.Americanwomendrovehardbargainsandtheyendeduplookingtheworseforit.ThefewnaturalAmericanwomenleftweremostlyinTexasandLouisiana.

           Irissmiledatme.Shehadsomethingineachhand.Sheheldbothhandsaboveherheadandbeganmakingclickingnoises.Shebegantodance.Orrather,shevibrated.Itwasasifshewereshotthroughwithelectriccurrentandthecenterofhersoulwasherbelly.Itwaslovelyandpure,withjustthefaintesthintofhumor.Thewholedance,asshenevertookhereyesoffme,haditsownmeaning,agoodendearingsenseofitsownworth.

           IrisfinishedandIapplauded,pouredheradrink

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