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From: | Em Decker |
Subject: | [Cwriter-fr] manhandle |
Date: | Thu, 21 Sep 2006 05:07:42 +0400 |
It was all about beautiful nightsand the romance of
the moon.
Sure, I was onlytrying to give you happiness,
because I love you. It alsotells you how you may distribute copies of this eBook if
you want to. Hogan appears at left-rear, coming from the barn.
He approachesthe corner of the house stealthily on
tiptoe.
Hed go back to Broadway just the same andnever see
me again.
I didnt call you here to answer questionsabout
whats none of your business.
I wont see you again before I leave for New
York.
No matter how drunk I got, I couldnt forget that
for a minute. For Gods sake, cant you leave her alone even now? Well, Ill run along
and let you doyour work.
No matter how drunk I got, I couldnt forget that
for a minute. Istood looking down at her, and something happened to me. And I began
hoping shed never comeout of the coma, and see I was drinking again. She had only me
toattend to things for her and take care of her. I played my system, but I found I
didnt care if I won orlost.
He approachesthe corner of the house stealthily on
tiptoe.
Then sheclosed her eyes so she couldnt see, and was
glad to die! The look of guilt and shame and anguish settles over hisface. The first
faint streaks ofcolor, heralding the sunrise, appear in the eastern sky at left. He
looks after Tyrone andhis face is hard with bitter anger.
I flopped on my knees and hid my face in my hands
andfaked some sobs and cried, Mama! She hugs him more tightly and speaks softly,
staring into themoonlight. Iknow youll understand the reason, and not think Im tired
of yourcompany.
Christ, in a minute youll start singing
MotherMacree!
No matter how drunk I got, I couldnt forget that
for a minute.
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