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- •Joe Pitt 2 - No Dominion
- •I look him up and down.
- •I turn to Terry.
- •I fiddle with my Zippo, snap it open and closed.
- •I look at Phil. He glances at the bar, cataloging the bottles on the top shelf.
- •I hand the waitress some cash.
- •I smile.
- •I put two of the specials in front of Phil.
- •I stand up and dig the last of my cash out of my pocket. After the drinks here and Niagara and the twenty for the doorman, there's about forty left. I drop it in front of him.
- •I try to touch her hand, but she moves it. She stares at the band, holding the smoldering cigarette unsmoked.
- •I set my half full coffee cup on the floor at my feet.
- •I hang on the line while she doesn't say anything. I hear a clicking sound, like maybe she's flicking her thumbnail against her front teeth. The sound stops.
- •I watch his eyes, trying to see if he's playing me. They're unreadable; black stones sunk deep in dark wells.
- •I start for the stairs.
- •I wipe the blood out of my eyes with the back of my hand.
- •I look at Timberlands.
- •I walk through followed by Digga, Timberlands, and the rhinos. The door swings shut behind us and we start down a stairwell.
- •I shake my head.
- •I stand up and move the chair back to the table.
- •I take the blankets and spread them on the couch.
- •I put it on the table.
- •I look behind us to the east, where the sun will soon be rising.
- •I look up at the old, well maintained buildings illuminated by ornamental street lamps and security lights.
- •I put it on, take my Zippo from the pocket and use it to light one of Percy's Pall Malls.
- •I climb.
- •I shut up and let them do it their way.
- •I scratch my balls.
- •I dress. I look at the ruined collar. I remember the day Evie gave me the jacket. It was my birthday. The day she thinks is my birthday, anyway. I look at the old lady and put the jacket back on.
- •Vandewater moves to the edge of the plastic, standing over the boys who kneel on either side of the Hispanic kid.
- •Vandewater looks at me.
- •Vandewater steps out of their way.
- •I shake my head.
- •Vandewater turns back to me.
- •I look at her.
- •I bring up the machine pistol.
- •I look.
- •I don't say anything. I don't really have to. Because he's right, that's some shit hitting the fan pretty damn hard.
- •I take it, set it down.
- •I think about it. And it scares me.
- •I point at his nose.
- •I light a cigarette of my own.
- •I finish my beer.
- •I take a drag, having witnessed what being sincere got Tom.
- •I grind some sleep from my eyes.
- •I point at his syringe.
- •I look at him.
- •I pull her face back to mine.
I pull her face back to mine.
--I can live with it.
She squeezes me tight.
And it's uncomfortable, squatting there, Evie hanging from my neck.
But I can live with that, too.
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