“You come on a social call?” she asked Carella, winking. “If I can’t have you, Mama Luz,” Carella said, “I don’t want anybody.” Kling blinked and then wiped the sweatband of his hat. “For you, toro,” Mama Luz said, winking again, “Mama Luz does anything. For you, Mama Luz is a young girl again.” “You’ve always been a young girl,” Carella said, and he slapped her on the backside and then said, “Where’s Ordiz?”
