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jonas and i were back in boulder bu=y dinnertime . i was suffering a bad case f airplane seat ass . i'd get over it .
i did something i'd been puting off . i called wallace . he wasn't home . casanda answered . i said ." this is alan ."
without prelude ,she said ,"i have to tell wallace , don't i ?"
\she wanted me to disagree withher . isaid ." or mel coud tell wallace ."
"she's a wreck . the girl broke up withh her . jules . she told cara she needes to do some growing up ."
"maybe ," i said ," she does ."
cassandra pondered that simple reality for a moment ." there are worse things ," she said .
"a million ," i replied . i was tempted to offer a few examples . i didn't . casandra neither thanked me nor aplogized to me .
ihadn't decided if i deserved either ,.
i called sam just to talk . he was , i guessed , on some desert road north or south , hghway or not - in the immense emptiness that fillsmost of he map between california and bulder . i got his voice mail . i let himknow i was back in town with jons .i didn't tell him about lauren . that wasn't voice mail fare . i gave him jjnas's cell munber and asked him tocall me as soon as he got a chance .
my working hypothwesis was that sam had retrced his route through las vegas - maybe he'd stopped fr a while and resumed . his search for a fve buck backjack table -
jonas and i were back in boulder bu=y dinnertime . i was suffering a bad case f airplane seat ass . i'd get over it .
i did something i'd been puting off . i called wallace . he wasn't home . casanda answered . i said ." this is alan ."
without prelude ,she said ,"i have to tell wallace , don't i ?"
\she wanted me to disagree withher . isaid ." or mel coud tell wallace ."
"she's a wreck . the girl broke up withh her . jules . she told cara she needes to do some growing up ."
"maybe ," i said ," she does ."
cassandra pondered that simple reality for a moment ." there are worse things ," she said .
"a million ," i replied . i was tempted to offer a few examples . i didn't . casandra neither thanked me nor aplogized to me .
ihadn't decided if i deserved either ,.
i called sam just to talk . he was , i guessed , on some desert road north or south , hghway or not - in the immense emptiness that fillsmost of he map between california and bulder . i got his voice mail . i let himknow i was back in town with jons .i didn't tell him about lauren . that wasn't voice mail fare . i gave him jjnas's cell munber and asked him tocall me as soon as he got a chance .
my working hypothwesis was that sam had retrced his route through las vegas - maybe he'd stopped fr a while and resumed . his search for a fve buck backjack table -
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