“That damn stupid Steiner,” Arnie said. “That cabbage head.” “Eat your food, Arnie.” She began to unfold her napkin. “The soup looks good.” “I can’t eat,” he said. “I don’t want this slop.” He pushed his soup bowl away. “You’re still just like a big baby,” Anne said. “Still having your tantrums.” Her voice was soft and compassionate. “Hell,” he said, “sometimes I feel like I’ve got the weight of the entire planet on me, and you call me a baby!” He glared at her in baffled outrage. “I didn’t know that Norbert Steiner was involved in the black market,” Anne said. “Naturally you wouldn’t, you and
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