Chapter 22

           Lydia’ssisterAngelacametotownfromUtahtoseeLydia’snewhouse.Lydiahadmadeadownpaymentonalittleplaceandthemonthlypaymentswereverylow.Itwasaverygoodbuy.Themanwhosoldthehousebelievedhewasgoingtodieandhehadsolditmuchtoocheap.Therewasanupstairsbedroomforthechildren,andanextremelylargebackyardfilledwithtreesandclumpsofbamboo.

           Angelawastheoldestofthesisters,themostsensible,withthebestbody,andwasthemostrealistic.Shesoldrealestate.ButtherewastheproblemofwheretoputAngela.Wedidn’thaveroom.LydiasuggestedMarvin.

           "Marvin?"Iasked.

           "Yes,Marvin,"saidLydia.

           "Allright,let’sgo,"Isaid.

           WeallclimbedintoLydia’sorangeThing.TheThing.That’swhatwecalledhercar.Itlookedlikeatank,veryoldandugly.Itwaslateevening.WehadalreadyphonedMarvin.Hehadsaidhe’dbehomeallevening.

           Wedrovedowntothebeachandtherewashislittlehousebytheshore."Oh,"saidAngela,"whatanicehouse."

           "He’srich,too,"saidLydia.

           "Andhewritesgoodpoetry,"Isaid.

           Wegotout.Marvinwasintherewithhissaltwaterfishtanksandhispaintings.Hepaintedprettywell.Forarichkidhehadsurvivednicely,hehadcomethrough.Imadetheintroductions.AngelawalkedaroundlookingatMarvin’spaintings."Oh,verynice."Angelapaintedtoo,butshewasn’tverygood.

           IhadbroughtsomebeerandhadapintofwhiskeyhiddeninmycoatpocketwhichInippedonfromtimetotime.

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