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At her door, Marvin knocked, and after what seemed like time enough for a new species to have developed from a single cell,
said, “Just for the record, you are the only one in the universe that has mustard and mayonnaise on tuna, and you don’t drink milk with a tuna fish sandwich. Starving people all over the world wouldn’t eat mustard on tuna.”
I even remembered that we had tuna sandwiches with bananas cut up in them, along with crushed potato chips. Something Brett came up with. I thought it was a terrible idea until I ate one.
The chief over there is new, and the one before him was an educated idiot.
No one inside made a rush of things. Of course, a house that big, you might have to pack a sandwich before you went to answer the door.
“Do you remember the dead boy’s name?” I asked. “Shit,” June said, “I’m two sips off startin’ to have a hard time rememberin’ my own name.
Back in the car Leonard put on the deerstalker. “You’re just jackin’ with me, aren’t you? You know you look like a moron, but you’re wearing that thing to get my goat and all its children, aren’t you?” Leonard leaned over and adjusted the car mirror and looked at himself. “I think it fits my personality.” “What personality?”
“That’s just mean, Hap.” I put the mirror back the way I liked it. “We’ll take back streets,” I said. “I want a Sonic burger.” “You have money?” “Not on me … You have money?” “Yes.” “Will you buy me a burger?” “Will you take off the hat?” “You can eat in the car at Sonic.” “Yes, but the waitress who brings it out will see you and know I’m with you.” “No one will know you.” “It’s not a chance I’m willin’ to take.” “I hate you,” Leonard said.
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