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Show RIVER "Look," he said. "I'll make you a promise: barring some major catastrophe, I'll stick it out." I felt better about Vince than I had in weeks. We went into the cabin and ate dinner. Rosie and me were tired and we turned in early. We'd just started lovin' when Rick came back into the cabin. I figured he was just here to get something, but he settled down in the kitchen and started to read. "Uh, Rick," I said. "Could you give us about twenty minutes alone?" "God, at least you could have said something before I got my boots off." He didn't move. I figured what the hell and started kissing Rosie again. She didn't respond and at last she whispered, "He ruins everything." That about tore it for me. I could put up with a lot from Rick, but when he got in the way of good lovin, that was the limit. "Cut us a break, Rick." "Look," he said. I'm gone every other night, can't you abstain for just one night?" "Get the hell out of here, Rick." "No." "Get the fuck out of here, Rick." We yelled at each other some more, but I managed to cool down and made one last ditch effort to iron things out. "You're ruining the trip for me," said Rick. "Ah, come on. How can I be that big an influence on the trip?" "I don't know," he said. "You just are." -88- |