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           JustincaseMarlaisstillinthehouse. 

           Justincase. 

           Itrytogetcentered: 

           Watchingwhitemoonface 

           Thestarsneverfeelanger 

           Blah,blah,blah,theend. 

           Here,withthecarsgoingbyontheboulevardandabeerinmyhandintheImpalawithitscold,hardBakelitesteeringwheelmaybethreefeetindiameterandthecrackedvinylseatpinchingmyassthroughmyjeans,Tylersays, "Onemoretime. Tellmeexactlywhathappened." 

           Forweeks,IignoredwhatTylerhadbeenupto. Onetime,IwentwithTylertotheWesternUnionofficeandwatchedashesentMarla’smotheratelegram. 

           HIDEOUSLYWRINKLED(stop)PLEASEHELPME!(end) 

           TylerhadshowedtheclerkMarla’slibrarycardandsignedMarla’snametothetelegramorder,andyelled,yes,Marlacanbeaguy’snamesometimes,andtheclerkcouldjustmindhisownbusiness. 

           WhenwewereleavingtheWesternUnion,TylersaidifIlovedhim,I’dtrusthim. Thiswasn’tsomethingIneededtoknowabout,TylertoldmeandhetookmetoGarbonzo’sforhummus. 

           Whatreallyscaredmewasn’tthetelegramasmuchasitwaseatingoutwithTyler. Never,no,neverhadTylereverpaidcashforanything. Forclothes,Tylergoestogymsandhotelsandclaimsclothingoutofthelostandfound.