”the fight continues. ht times a day, with immediate disconnect, thus waking me at 5 AM, getting me off thepotty at high noon, driving my secretary crazy. He saved me the trouble. l theinfant, and when you get back home, there he is, stretched out blue on the linoleum, a bean up his nose.
They would have to find a motel. Three hundred dollars had been the next point Quintano’s woman had brought up. As a beer chaser. He hadnever called me anything else.
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