I opened my eyes, and he was      
studying me, “Listen, I know we haven’t
really hung out since that night, and  
it’s really taken me a while to wrap my
mind around what you did, but the      
strangest coincidence happened.        
     “I ran across Barry a couple      
months ago, and he told me everything. 
The farm and what you’ve been doing.   
Everything. I have to say, I’m pretty  
damn impressed.”                       
     “Considering what I did, I still  
wish, that I could do more, but you    
really should come out and see it for  
yourself,” I said, and then looked     
around with what I hoped was a         
bewildered look.                       
     “I thought you hated libraries?”  
     “I do, but I’ve been pretty busy  
myself. I was driving the big rigs out 
* west, like you heard. The LA to Vegas    
route, and I liked it, but after a     
while, Vegas got to me and driving     
through LA. That was murder, but I also
ran across Mouse again. You remember   
her?”                                  
     “Oh yeah, I do remember her, small
girl, right?” I asked rhetorically,    
because she was small, about five feet 
or something, maybe.                   
     What a pair they made, but they   
were so good together, and next to     
Beth, she was one of the nicest people 
you could ever want to meet.           
     “We got married a couple years    
ago, in Vegas of course. Then, we came 
back here and started our own Cab      
Company. We both drive, but I do the   
mechanics, and she does the books.     
She’s got an MBA. Can you believe it?” 



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