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           Itwasknownthathealwayssleptwithhismovieco-starsatleastonce.Hisboyishcharmwasirresistibletothem,astheirbeautywastohim.

           "You’llhavetostartgettingdressedprettysoon,"Ginnysaid."Tom’splanewillbegettingin."Sheshooedthedaughtersoutoftheroom.

           "Yeah,"Johnnysaid."Bytheway,Ginny,youknowI’mgettingdivorced?I’mgonnabeafreemanagain."

           Shewatchedhimgettingdressed.HealwayskeptfreshclothesatherhouseeversincetheyhadcometotheirnewarrangementaftertheweddingofDonCorleone’sdaughter."Christmasisonlytwoweeksaway,"shesaid."ShallIplanonyoubeinghere?"

           Itwasthefirsttimehehadeventhoughtabouttheholidays.Whenhisvoicewasinshape,holidayswerelucrativesingingdatesbuteventhenChristmaswassacred.Ifhemissedthisone,itwouldbethesecondone.LastyearhehadbeencourtinghissecondwifeinSpain,tryingtogethertomarryhim.

           "Yeah,"hesaid."ChristmasEveandChristmas."Hedidn’tmentionNewYear’sEve.Thatwouldbeoneofthewildnightsheneededeveryonceinawhile,togetdrunkwithhisfriends,andhedidn’twantawifealongthen.Hedidn’tfeelguiltyaboutit.

           Shehelpedhimputonhisjacketandbrusheditoff.Hewasalwaysfastidiouslyneat.Shecouldseehimfrowningbecausetheshirthehadputonwasnotlaunderedtohistaste,thecufflinks,apairhehadnotwornforsometime,werealittletooloudforthewayhelikedtodressnow.