I saw Bobby out front the next day when I went to buy a newspaper. “Louie phoned,” he said, “he told me what happened to him.”
“Yeah?”
“He ran outside to vomit and Tammie grabbed his cock while he was vomiting and she said, 'Come on upstairs and I’ll suck you off. Then we’ll stick your dick in an Easter egg.' He told her 'No’ and she said, 'What’s the matter? Aren’t you a man? Can’t you hold your liquor? Come upstairs and I’ll suck you off!'”
I went down to the corner and bought the newspaper. I came back and checked the race results, read about the knifings, the rapes, the murders.
There was a knock. I opened the door. It was Tammie. She came in and sat down.
“Look,” she said, “I’m sorry if I hurt you acting like I did, but that’s all I’m sorry for. The rest of it is just me.”
“That’s all right,” I said, “but you hurt Paula too when you ran out the door after Louie. They’re together, you know.”
“SHIT!” she screamed at me, “I DON’T KNOW PAULA FROM ADAM!”
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