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Show 366 they're sending me a check in the mail. I've kind of gone through all the cash I brought with me. I'm reimbursing them of course, as soon as one of those jobs comes through." There was a cold silence on the other end. He wished she wouldn't do that. "I gave them your address to send the check to me. Was that all right?" "Yes." She definitely sounded sullen. "The other thing I wanted to ask you," he went on, not able to breathe very well, "and I know this is an imposition, feel free to say no, but what it is, I don't think I'd make a very good impression on employers looking like I'd slept in the car, in fact I look pretty seedy right now, in fact I look like how you saw me the other night, and I wondered if it would be okay and everything, I mean my credit cards have all expired and restaurants don't like out-of-state checks, if I sort of camped out at your place for another night or two, maybe picked up a couple of meals while I'm at it, I'll take you both out to dinner as soon as that check comes from my parents, but actually Floyd wouldn't necessarily have to know I was even there, I thought about what you said, I could come over after he was in bed and kind of hang out in the basement. How does that sound?" His voice was tight by the time he'd finished, and through the roaring in his ears he finally heard her say, "Shit." He was pretty sure he had never heard her say that before. "If you can't see your way to do it, don't feel pressured or anything, Gloriana," he said. "I mean I'll understand. A no is as good as a yes. I expect you to say no." "Lorin, I've got to go. I'll think about it." "Listen, that's great. I'll skip lunch today and just keep pounding pavements so as not to lose any time and give you a call this evening. |
