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"Man, if I ever saw a classic case of suicidal depression, you're it" Jones esture "May I share your bench?"

"It's city property," Seagram said indifferently

Jones carefully sat down an ars and leaned against the backrest, keeping his hands in plain sight and away from his holstered service revolver

"Now me, l'd pick November," he said softly "April is when the flowers pop and the trees go green, but November, that's when the weather turns nasty, the winds chill you to the bone, and the skies are always cloudy and dreary Yeah, that's the ht to do aith myself"

Seagra Jones in apprehension, waiting for him to make his move

"I take it you consider yourself so of an expert on suicide?"

"Not really," Jones said "In fact, you're the first one I ever got to watch in the act Most of the ti after the s; they're the worst Bodies all bloated up and black, eyeballs mush in their sockets after the fish have nibbled at them Then there's the jumpers I saw a fella one ti Lit on his feet His shin bones came out his shoulders"

"I don't need this," Seagra me horror stories"

Anger flickered in Jones's eyes for an instant, and then quickly passed

"Sticks and stones" he said He took out a handkerchief and leisurely wiped the sweatband of his cap "Tell me, Mister ah"

"Seagraht as well know It won't make any difference later"

"Tellit A bullet in the temple, the forehead, or in the mouth?"

"What does it matter, the results are the same"

"Not necessarily," Jones said conversationally "I don't recommend the teun Let's see, what have you got there? Yeah, looks like a thirty-eight It ht do a messy job okay, but I doubt if it would kill you proper I knew one guy who fired a forty-five into his temple Scrambled his brains and shoved out his left eye, but he didn't die Lived for years like a turnip Can't you picture hi all over the sheets, and hi to be put out of his misery Yeah, if I was you, I'd stick the barrel in my mouth and blow off the back of the head That's the safest bet"

"If you don't shut up," Seagra the Colt at Jones, "I'll kill you too"