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Show 2.CS* I walked, a dignified pace. But I wanted to see what was happening, so I picked it up to a jog, but people did not jog than and I felt ridiculous. Damned if I would sprint though -- but then I could be running to get out of the rain. I ran. Then I remembered my raincoat, and slowed back to a jog with an expression of great purpose on my face. I felt like a spare tire. By the time I got to their place Amelia had a suitcase packed and they were all rushing up the steps to the sidewalk. I stood back and let t them go by, followed them to Amelia's car and piled in with them, Ben driving. Too fast. He found a space near the apartment door. About a hundred feet down the street, umbrella in one hand, shopping bag weighing down the other, Carrie stopped in order to see better. Sm plan u n miii) Ben and I rushed up the stairs, he dropped Amelia's suitcase and grabbed one of mine; I grabbed the other one, the larger one. By that time Kdite was there, ready to unpack it Amelia's stuff into closets and drawers. Amelia would drive Ben and me back to the basement apartment, then return alone to this one, as if from her rehearsal. Inside the door downstairs Carrie stood aside to let Ben and I rush by, her eyes taking in me and my two suitcases on the way out, I hoped with approval. "Hi, Carrie," said Ben. "How's things?" She looked at him as if she would enjoy tripping him and running him through with her umbrella. Then Ben stopped and I came up behind him and we looked out the I glass door at a cab slowing down in front. "We're fucked."' said Ben. Carrie's mouth flew open and she dropped her shopping bag. "No way out," I said, easily keeping calm. He didn't hear me. Then the cab started up again and went on, and we raced out to Amelia in 3*ec* Cktvy . the car. There was the.aat but no Amelia. Ben set down Xk my suitcase. "I quit. This is not real and I will not participate in such a stupid nightmare another minute." |