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HE GAVE MY PLACE TO HIS MISTRESS. OUR SON GAVE ME THE COMPANY

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right hand from an accident in an MIT machine shop twenty years earlier.

I had bandaged that hand.

I remembered because some memories refused to obey marriage.

He looked at me for several seconds before speaking.

“You slept?”

“Ate?”

“Coffee.”

“That is not food.”

“You sound like my mother.”

“Your mother liked me.”

“She thought you were dangerous.”

“She had excellent continue reading …

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