The autumn coolhad left the air and it was hot again--stifling. At the fil ing-station where she fil ed up with gas and oil the garageman asked her how the boys liked it in the army. My mouth just sort of ran away with me. None of them responded and their stony faces didn't change, butthe pickup began to roll slowly toward me.
Iput her on the bed and pulled the duvet up to her chin. I went into the living room, snapped on the TV, then snapped itoff again. Cool and clear mightbe coming, but it surely wasn't in hailing distance yet. My legs won't move.
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