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Boy, if I had a nickel

Then I’d have exactly one nickel

I ht dude to prouys anywhere on this whole damned planet who shook hands in a bedroom and made that same promise

“You’re s”

I ditch ht of the sunlit patio to turn to ly

After a second, I shrug “Didn’t notice”

“What’re you set a chance finally to spend some time with Camille?”

My eyes detach at the ht in days, strange enough

“No”

“Then what is it?” she prods, setting down her pen to givefunny Bobby did? You boys went off somewhere last weekend”

“It’s nothin’, Mama”

“Hives up her prying—a lot sooner than she norht I’ll set up a nice dinner next tiet Bobby over here, whenever that is Just let ives my cheek a quick peck, then returns her attention to her notebook

I watch her fret for a while over a note she’s jotting down and wonder if she knows that I heard about the Cold Spoon I suddenly want to bring it up and ask her about it, but just as quickly the i I need is to ruin her mood when it looks like she’s inspired for the first time in over a week

I wander around outside for a while, hto my brother’s house under the shade of a tree and just let the war around a few bangs of hair

I check ain

Nothing

That’s all it’s been for days now: nearly nothing I try to catch him after work, and he has plans to stay and learn sootta race ho

If I was s me

But I’ to myself that he really is so busy with his new job, and maybe he’s taken me down a notch or two on his priority list