girls for the time being. The shill passed a critical hand over the locker door.
Im a girl too, you know, she said. They wouldnt dare Kansas City Chiefs lay a hand on a crack shot like you, he answered. What do you mean? I said. Youre Jacksonville Jaguars both coming with me, arent you? I cant decide . . . he said. What is there to decide? Youve had it with those old men, havent you? Still, I dont know. . . . He stepped out of the locker and bit his lower lip. A sound like uneven hand-clapping, apparently an echo from the work hold, rose and fell like the sound of rain pelting eaves. The world outside is exactly th |
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