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daemon@ATHENA.MIT.EDU (Rodney Browne)
Wed Dec 20 15:09:33 2006
From: "Rodney Browne" <willardpriscella@cet2000.org>
To: "Os2ann.discuss" <os2ann.discuss@bloom-picayune.mit.edu>
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g. =20"He smiled a little. =
=20It was the DIVORCES GRANTED column from the Nederland paper, but =
he had to turn it over to make sure that Annie and Ralph were a part of it=
=20I wasn't always sure you'd be able to, you know, although I never sa=
id because I didn't want to upset you. =20The body of the unfortuna=
te Miss Evelyn-Hyde had been exhumed, of course, and as Geoffrey Alliburto=
n drew Mary to a halt in front of the gate leading into Little Dunthorpe's=
C of E churchyard, Mrs. =20From some final stronghold of sanity =
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ke a widow who just got fucked after a ten-year dry spell. =
=20No, she said at last, although he had headed west, =
so she assumed he must have gone toward Springer's Road and the few farms =
out that way.It was an act of rage. =20And I could have done it myself =
when I was. =20It became something like a horse race. =20H=
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sensory input, but he was not doing anything with it=A0=97 not seeing what=
he was seeing, not hearing what he was hearing. =
=20Sleepy fourth-floor dorm proctor hammering on his door, telli=
ng him to come on and answer the fucking phone. =
=20Two more of those on top of the ones you took half an hour ago=
may drop you into a coma and then kill you, he thought, and a second voic=
e answered at once: Fine with me. =20"I guess fellows li=
ke you must get so used to lying for a living that you just can't stop doi=
ng it in real life. =20The old guy had been looking over=
his right shoulder, guiding the car down the driveway. =
=20The image came to him=A0=97 Pomeroy's naked body floating in the down=
stairs tub like a piece of raw dough, head reclining aslant against the po=
rcelain, open eyes staring up at the ceiling. =20=
"I'm going to stop and put this bottle in the ditch about two miles up the=
road,=BBshe said. =20He had been dozing peacefully enou=
gh in front of his own fire with a book in his lap when Colter came, wakin=
g him up. =20He remembered where her bookma=
rk had been last night, three-quarters of the way through. =20=
Straightening up brought a fresh slough of pain, and when the act was acco=
mplished he could do no more than sit and pant for awhile, his head tilted=
as far as the unc Compromising back of the wheelchair would allow, the bo=
bby-pin lying on the board across the chair's arms. =20Oh Annie oh my Jes=
us Annie killed that stupid broad=A0=97 He rolled back and peeked through =
the window. =20Ramage's turn to do something she had never d=
one before that night and would never do again: she fainted dead away. =
=20He didn't think he could have wriggled through one o=
f those even on his fittest day, which this wasn't. =20Geof=
frey went back inside, already forgetting the doctor's odd remark, already=
chalking Shinny's equally odd behavior off to age, weariless, and his own=
sort of grief. =20I thought you were=
supposed to be good, the typewriter said=A0=97 his mind had invested it w=
ith a sneering and yet callow voice- the voice of a teen-age gunslinger in=
a Hollywood western, a kid intent on making a fast reputation here in Dea=
dwood. =20Even in good shape the outcome of a fight betwe=
en him and Annie would have been in doubt. =20In the picture she looked l=
ike something whose bones might have been exhumed from the La Brea Tar Pit=
s. =20The lower parts of both legs were circled with slim=
steel rods that looked like the hacksawed remains of aluminum crutches. =
=20Why couldn't that have happened to him Becaus=
e writers remember everything, Paul. =20He guessed that some of thi=
s hoarding was a simple nod to the realities of her situation: she was a w=
oman alone living in the high country, where a person might reasonably exp=
ect to spend a certain period=A0=97 maybe only a day, but sometimes as lon=
g as a week or even two=A0=97 cut off from the rest of the world. =
=20She had dragged him from the wreck of hi=
s car and instead of calling the police or an ambulance she had installed =
him in her guest-room, put IV drips in his arms and a shitload of dope in =
his body. =20Sidewinder was downhill and the road would be slippery in the=
rain and it was darker than a mineshaft; he meant to try it all the same.=
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