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Show 360 want to make things awkward." "Floyd happens to be a very introverted person," she said. "It makes him uncomfortable to have someone in the house. It violates his privacy." Lorin nodded and put another forkful of waffle in his mouth and drank his coffee and hoped she would pour him another cup. "I'll be out of his way as soon as I can brush my teeth," he said. "I'm feeling pretty gamey but it shouldn't take too long to do that." He looked up to see if that had made her angry .and was startled to see her studying his face. "You kind of gave me a shock last night when I opened the door and saw you," she said. "If you'd been living out of a car for a week you'd look pretty bad yourself." "Have you been sick or something? I mean your eyes look bad." He had been afraid somebody would notice. "I'm all right. Just a little out of touch." "What kind of job are you going to look for?" "I'm not in a position to be very picky. Anything I can get, I guess." "I hope you find one," she said. She lifted the lid of the poacher to see if his eggs were done. "I can always sell my blood," he said. "Not if you have ulcers," she said. It pleased him that she remembered "Listen, I hate to impose on you any more, but I wonder if I could use your shower." She scooped the eggs onto his plate, into a puddle of syrup. "I'll get you a towel," she said. Before noon he had gone to three restaurants, two book stores, a pipe |