“You know,” Patricia said. “My friend Slick Paley at book club? Her husband, Leland, they’re into real estate. They might be able to tell you something about the situation here.” “You’re in a book club?” James asked. “I love to read.” “Who do you read?” Patricia asked as Carter ignored them and fed his mother, and Blue and Korey continued to stare. “I’m a big Ayn Rand fan,” James Harris said. “Kesey, Ginsburg, Kerouac. Have you read Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance?” “Are
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