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Plot, always fuggin a guy, well, you ain't gonna get me
He lurches into his flat, and pitches off his overcoatHe sneezes raspingly, and swears to himself
Mary wakes up in her chair, and looks at him
That all you got to say? I'mwhat the hell do you know about it?
Roy, every time you come back you're like this
Trying to keep a man down, all you're interested in is the goddam dough I bring back, well, I'LL GIVE YOU ALL THE DOUGH YOU WANT
Roy, don't talk to me like that
Staaart crying, go ahead, staaart crying, I'm on to you
Roy, I'm not going to hold it against you, I don't know what's the matter with you, but there's something in you I just don't understand, what do you want of me?
Lea' me alone
Oh, Roy, you're wet, take off your pants, honey, why do balenciaga bag you drink, it always makes you so bitter, I've been praying for you, honest I haveHe sits by himself for a few minutes staring at the lace doily on the tableAaah, I don' know, I don' know
What's in it for a guy?
Work tomorrow
(He would defend the lady in the lavender dress with his sword
He fell asleep in the chair, and in the morning he had a cold
10
GALLAGHER'S numbness continuedIn the days that followed the news of Mary's death he worked furiously on the road, shoveling without pause in the drainage ditches, and chopping down tree after tree whenever they had to lay a corduroyHe would rarely halt in the breaks they were given every hour, and at night he would eat his supper alone and curl into his blankets, sleeping exhaustedly with his knees near rolex watches knock offs his chinWilson would hear him shuddering in the middle of the night, and would throw his blanket over him, clucking to himself at the misery Gallagher was undergoingGallagher showed no sign of his grief except that he became even leaner and his eyes and eyelids were swollen as if he had been on a long drinking bout or had played poker for forty-eight hours at a stretch
The men tried to feel sorry for him, but the event had given a variation to the monotonous sweep of their days on the roadFor a short time they sustained a quiet compassion when he was near and spoke in soft voices, uncomfortable in his presenceThey ended by feeling merely uncomfortable and were resentful when he sat by them, for it inhibited their speech and made them acutely uneasyRed felt a cheap replica rolex little shame and brooded over it one night on guard, deciding there was nothing he could do about itIt's tough, but I can't change itHe looked off into the night and shruggedTo hell with it, it's Gallagher's bloody nose, not mine
The mail began to come in almost daily, and a frightening thing happenedGallagher continued to receive letters from his wifeThe first one came a few days after Father Leary had told him about her death; it had been mailed almost a month beforeWilson collected the letters for the platoon that night from the orderly room, and he debated whether to give it to Gallagher"It's gonna make him feel mighty funny," he said to Croft Croft was curious to see what happened
Wilson's voice was casual when he gave it to Gallagher"Some mail for ya, boy He felt chanel cabas bag embarrassed and looked away
Gallagher's face whitened as he gazed at the letter"That ain't for me," he muttered
"It's your letter, boy Wilson put an arm on his shoulder, and Gallagher shook it off"You want me to throw it away?" Wilson asked
Gallagher looked at the date on the envelope"No, give it to me," he blurtedHe walked away a few yards and ripped it openThe words were indistinguishable to him, and he could not read itHoly Mary, Joseph and Jesus, he said to himselfHis eyes were able to focus on a few lines, and their meaning seeped into his mind"I been worrying about you, Roy, you're allways so angrie about everthing, and I pray for your safety every nightI love you so much when I think of the baby, only sometimes I can't beleive that its going to come so tiffany and co earrings so
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