It's too early to start thinking like that, I said at once, but Icould tell by Mattie's face--shining more brightly than ever--that thedamage was done. Mattie andKyra had donned their suities, I imagined, and headed on down to thepublic beachie. My version of her voice was usually calm andcollected; this time it was shrill. I climbed the stairs toward the laughter and shouts, the sounds of theRed-Tops and the calliope, the smells of fried food and farm animals.
I checked my watch and saw that I hadfinished my Villageburger forty-five minutes ago. Next morning they were in court and it was funny as hel except that Joe was scared; it was solemn as Quake Was she crazy? Well, no wonder. Then I went home, picked a travel agentpretty much at random from the phone book, and told the guy I wanted togo to Key Largo.
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