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The driver turned halfway round, head bent sideways, an eyebrow raised: who, me? "Bob, I want you to meet, uh . " "Right. " It was, in fact, Samuel Blake. Ab was bad at remembering names. Samuel Blake and Joel Beck shook hands. " He laid one hand on Blake's shoulder, the other hand on Beck's. She seemed to become aware of his stump for the first time and flinched. " "Beck. " "Mandell was the very first New Yorker to go to the freezers. " He steered them back down the corridor toward the morgue.
Ab tried to explain but he didn't see the point now himself. He could picture the scene in his mind so clearly: the girl, her skin made smooth again, lying on a table of white stone, breathing, but so faintly 70 / THOMAS M. DISCH that only the doctor standing over her could be sure. His hand would touch her face and her eyes would open and there would be such a look of astonishment. " Since Ab could recall having said almost the same thing to Leda, he was able to agree. They were only a couple blocks from the baths by then, so there were better uses for the imagination.
She was a yesser and yessed everything Ab cared to say. Nice breasts though, always damp and sticking to her blouses. Martinez folded after only his third card and joined Ab at the bar. " he jeered. "Fuck off. " He dropped a five on the bar and ordered sangria, one for the big winner, one for the big loser, and one for the most beautiful, the most successful businesswoman on West Houston, and so out into the heat and the stink. " Martinez asked. What with, Ab wanted to know. "Be my guest. " This was doubly irking, one, because Martinez, who played a dull careful game with sudden flashes of insane bluffing, never did worse than break even, and two, because it wasn't true—Ab would not have done as much for him or anyone.
334 by Thomas M. Disch