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Show Go Love/158 21. Before the six o'clock viewing, Renee, Lara and I join uncle Bold and Aunt Judy for happy hour in their hotel room, which happens to be a unit me and Renee stayed in once, home for Christmas. We've made love on the sleeper sofa, sloshed jug wine into the heat and air unit. The afternoon's peaceful, a few kiddos splashing a beach ball around the pool, a trucker reunited with his family under the treated lumber gazebo, us in the northern wing, close enough to the Burger King to hear drive through orders. "Ever-thing," somebody's saying. "Everything?" says the loud speaker. A raised voice says "Ever-thing," plain as day The loud speaker blurts, "Everything?" We all hear: "Won't you please just give me ever-damn thing Hear? Ever damn thing " Bold laughs out loud "Everything," he says. Renee snorts, "That's funny," she says, tears in her eyes. People from the outside believe us Arkies marry our sisters and spend all day shooting hogs indiscreminantly off fall-down front porches where retarded banjo players fish for chickens The truth is worse, probably. He's chainsmoking, Bold, going off about this eastern shore restaurant called Gunny's where the onion rings are big as bucket lids |