“Yea
h?
L
u
c
k
y
m
e
.
W
e
ll,
it
wa
s ni
c
e
m
ee
ti
n
g
y
ou.
L
ook,
I
’
ve
g
ot
a
n
er
r
a
nd
to
r
un so if
y
o
u don
’
t mind…”
H
e
didn
’
t h
a
ve
time
f
or
a
fa
ux
fa
mi
l
y
r
e
union
e
sp
e
c
i
a
l
l
y
tod
a
y
.
B
r
eak
i
n
g
it o
f
f
w
ith
Ke
e
g
a
n
c
a
me
f
i
r
st
a
nd
w
ould lik
e
l
y
t
a
ke
e
v
e
r
y
thi
n
g
out of
him. But now
it s
ee
m
e
d, he h
a
d to
w
o
r
k in some
time
to h
a
ve
a
f
ac
e
-
to
-
f
ac
e
c
h
a
t
w
ith
E
th
a
n Co
d
y…again
.
Co
r
d stood up, his big
fr
a
me
a
lmost
e
y
e
-
to
-
e
y
e
w
i
t
h the
st
ra
n
g
er
.
H
e
h
e
ld
o
ut his h
a
nd
f
or the
f
i
r
st time
a
nd st
a
t
e
d,
“T
h
a
nks
f
or
stoppi
n
g
b
y
.
Y
ou be
su
r
e
to d
r
i
v
e
s
a
f
e
l
y
h
ea
di
n
g
b
a
c
k to
F
re
sno
.
”
“Y
ou don
’
t b
e
li
e
ve
a
w
o
r
d
I
’
ve
s
a
id h
e
re
, do
y
ou
?
”
“N
o.
I
don
’
t.”
“A
ll
r
i
g
ht.
L
e
t
’
s
g
o
g
e
t
u
s one
of
those
DN
A
t
e
sts.
T
h
ere’
s
g
ot to be
a
l
a
b
near here
th
a
t
’
ll do it.
I
’
ll
e
v
e
n
f
oot the
bill.
I
t
’
ll p
r
ove
to
y
ou
I
a
m
y
our
f
a
th
er
.
”
Co
r
d shook his h
ea
d.
“
I
’
m t
r
y
i
n
g
to be
polite
h
e
r
e
a
nd not th
r
ow
y
ou out on
y
our
a
ss but, like
I
s
a
id b
ef
o
r
e
,
r
i
g
ht
n
ow
is not a
g
ood tim
e
.
I
’
ve
g
ot thi
n
g
s to do.”
“T
his isn
’
t ov
er
.”
“Ac
tu
a
l
l
y
, it is.
I
’
ll
wa
lk
y
o
u to
y
our
car
.
”
T
o p
r
ove
his point though,
Ga
be
B
e
n
n
e
tt pi
c
k
e
d
u
p a
p
e
n
fr
om the
d
e
sk
a
n
d st
ar
t
e
d s
cr
ibbling
on a
s
cra
t
c
h
p
i
ec
e
of
p
a
p
e
r
he’d
pull
e
d
fr
om his po
c
k
e
t.
“He
r
e
is
m
y
a
dd
r
e
ss
a
nd pho
n
e numb
er
.
Y
ou l
e
t me
kn
o
w
w
h
e
n
y
ou
g
e
t
y
our
h
e
a
d out of
y
our
a
ss b
e
c
a
use
I
a
m
y
o
u
r
fa
t
h
er
.”
A
nd
w
ith th
a
t, the
man c
lomp
e
d out of
the
r
oom.
O
n the
d
r
ive
into to
w
n to s
e
e
K
ee
g
a
n, Co
r
d
c
onsid
ere
d
w
h
a
t the
m
a
n h
a
d t
o
ld him. Su
re
, it
wa
s a
g
r
e
a
t sounding
t
a
le
w
ith
a
ll the
e
l
e
m
e
nts
o
f
a
g
ood s
ca
m.
B
ut th
a
t
d
idn
’
t m
ea
n he
h
a
d to
fa
ll
f
or
it.
He’
d
g
e
t
E
th
a
n
to
c
h
ec
k out the
m
a
n
’
s s
t
o
r
y
,
f
ind out mo
r
e
a
bout
this
Ga
be
B
e
nn
e
tt.
T
he
n
er
v
e
of
some
p
e
op
l
e
, sho
w
ing
up out of
t
h
e
blu
e
,
a
nd
e
x
p
ec
ting a
p
e
r
son to b
e
li
e
ve
a
w
ild lie
like
th
a
t.