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refugee from crash-diet hell.
'You mean you had to turn on your tape-recorder' she saidand now I remembered how the
water had seemed to change color when she nailed me that really good one in the back of the head.
From bright orange to dark scarlet it had gone. And then I'd started drinking the lake. 'That's okay.
Tape anything you want.'
John reached out suddenly and ejected the cassette. 'You don't need to hear this' he said. 'It's not
substantive. I thought you'd get a kick out of her blatherbut . . . manyou look terrible. Do you
want me to drive? You're white as a fucking sheet.'
'I can drive' I said. 'Go onplay it. Afterward I'll tell you about a little adventure I had Friday
night . . . but you're going to keep it to yourself. They don't have to know' — I jerked my thumb
over my shoulder at the Altima — 'and Mattie doesn't have to know. Especially Mattie.'
He reached for the tapethen hesitated. 'You're sure?'
'Yeah. It was just hearing her again out of the blue like that. The quality of her voice. Christthe
reproduction is good.'
'Nothing but the best for AveryMcLainand Bernstein. We have very strict protocols about
what we can tapeby the way. If you were wondering.'
'I wasn't. I imagine none of it's admissible in [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]yilai:
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