“You’re still gonna be worried about your daughter being associated with me—” “I’m not worried about that anymore, Paul. Look at where we are.” “Out in the cold,” I say, still seeing my breath. “Freezing our asses off for some wieners.” He makes an unamused face. “You’re so funny, I think I heard the dead bodies I buried laughing back here.” I grin. “Good ears. Been told I have better ones though, and your dead friends aren’t chuckling hard enough.” “I don’t have friends to bury.” “How’d you know I want to be cremated?” Lo smiles at that. “You think we’re friends?” “Getting there.” My
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