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Chapter 16

           "Allright,"saidMrs.O’Keefe."Moveherin..."

           SoLydiarentedaU-HaulandImovedherin.Itwasmostlyclothes,alltheheadsshehadsculpted,andalargewashingmachine.

           "Idon’tlikeMrs.O’Keefe,"shetoldme."Herhusbandlooksallright,butIdon’tlikeher."

           "She’sagoodCatholicsort.Andyouneedaplacetolive."

           "Idon’twantyoudrinkingwiththosepeople.They’reouttodestroyyou."

           "I’monlypaying85bucksamonthrent.Theytreatmelikeason.Ihavetohaveabeerwiththemnowandthen."

           "Son,shit!You’realmostasoldastheyare."

           Aboutthreeweekspassed.ItwaslateoneSaturdaymorning.IhadnotsleptatLydia’sthenightbefore.Ibathedandhadabeer,gotdressed.Idislikedweekends.Everybodywasoutonthestreets.EverybodywasplayingPing-Pongormowingtheirlawnorpolishingtheircarorgoingtothesupermarketorthebeachortothepark.Crowdseverywhere.Mondaywasmyfavoriteday.Everybodywasbackonthejobandoutofsight.Idecidedtogototheracetrackdespitethecrowd.ThatwouldhelpkillSaturday.Iateahard-boiledegg,hadanotherbeerandsteppingoutonmyporch,lockedthedoor.LydiawasoutsideplayingwithBugbutt,thedog.

           "Hi,"shesaid.

           "Hi,"Isaid."I’mgoingtothetrack."

           Lydiawalkedovertome."Listen,youknowwhattheracetrackdoestoyou."

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