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He was at his desk, hunched over, writing furiously on a yellow legal pad Hair fell across his profile; he impatiently tucked it behind his ear and looked up at her "Yeah, Mularkey?"

She went to the fridge in the corner of his office and got two Henry Weinhards beers Opening thee of his cluttered desk "You look like a ," she said simply

He took the beer "It shows, huh?"

"It shows "

He glanced at the door "Are we alone?"

"Mutt and Carol left about ten o "

Johnny took a long drink of his beer and leaned back in his chair "She wont return my phone calls "

"I know "

"I dont get it That night—our night together, I ht"

"Do you want the truth?"

"I know the truth "

They sat there in silence for a long ti beer

"Its fucking awful to want someone you cant have "

And with those feords, Kate knew: she had never had a chance with hi down at hio of this drea up froe of his desk

"What are you sorry about?"