I sat on the bed,thought about dictating what I'd just experienced into the Memo-Scriber,then flopped back on the pillows instead. I need to talk to someone. The TV channel changedagain, and this time I was looking at Humphrey Bogart and IngridBergman. First it was neutrality in thought and deed, then too proud to fight when the Lusitania sinking and the danger to the Morgan loans a
Wel , cheeryoh, mytey. I imagined old folks all over the TR--perhapsin Motton and Harlow, too--laying out their funeral clothes fortomorrow. Her voice rang false in her ears. What happened when he saw Kyra forthe first time, Mattie?Do you remember? I'll never forget it.
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