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Show Woodworth/17** "Marty, how did you end up getting there?" "I took a cab." "Oh . I realized after I hung up that you didn't have any way of getting out there. I'm so used to New York, where you can take a subway anywhere you want to go." "No. It was ok." "Did you ask her what the phone call was all about?" "I didn't talk to her, actually. She was sitting in the living room, reading. I just waited until she went to bed. Then I called you." "Oh." Marty feels she should explain herself. But it's too long a story. Wants to go to bed. "Know what?" "What?" "I think I'll come home this weekend. For Labor Day. Do you think they would like that?" "Yeah, sure. That would be ok." -Ok. I think I'll do that." Party's eyes feel dry, prickly. She feels that Megan is being unfair, but she can't figure out why. "Maybe you can meet Gary," she says, finally. "Who's Gary?" "He's a guy that I've been going out with. For more of the summer." "You never told me about that," Megan objects. "No. I know. It's just, I didn't want to tell anyone about it unless I waa sure it*was serious." "So it's serious?" "Well, yeah. It's pretty serious. I think." "Marty, that's great. I can't believe it. I can't believe |