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Show she checked the lock and chain. Something had changed her. She behaved as if I was not there, and after checking the front door started for the kitchen and the back door. "I locked up," I said. "You could have told me." "You saw me." "I didn't see you." "Kate, what's wrong?" "What could you do wrong?" "I sure as hell must have done something." "Spoken with all the assurance of one who's always right." "You turned cold in Cleveland and have been freezing ever since." "In this heat?" "Roomies are supposed to level with each other." "Roomies? Oh yes, us roomies. Us pals. Is that what roomies do, tell all their little secrets to each other?" "I said level with each other." "Both of us, you mean? When you don't tell me your little secrets?" "Mine? What the hell are you talking about?" "Oh nothing. Jesus, nothing could matter less." "What? What's getting at you?" "The drinks. I told you I shouldn't drink." "I guess you were right. I don't know what in the hell you're talking about." "Well, I know that it couldn't matter less." "What couldn't?" She shrugged. "Damn you, Kate, you_ brought it up. You're the one that's so pissed off." She looked at me coolly. "So, I can |