The Piano Player
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t;shesaidmenacingly."Redwithredleatherseats."
"Arentyousupposedtobechippingpaint?"heasked."Iboughtusanelectronicdataprocessingsystem.AnIBM."
"IwanttogotoWellfleet,"shesaid."IwanttotalktoEdmundWilsonandtakehimforarideinmyredTR-4-Thechildrencandigclams.Wehavealottotalkabout,Bunnyandme."
"Whydontyouremovethoseshoulderpads?"Briansaidkindly."Itstoobadabouttheham."
"Ilovedthatham,"shesaidviciously."WhenyougallopedintotheUniversityofTexasonyourroanVolvo,Ithoughtyouweregoingtobesomebody.Igaveyoumyhand.Youputringsonit.Ringsthatmymothergaveme.Ithoughtyouweregoingtobedistinguished,likeBunny."
Heshowedherhisbroad,shoulderedback."Everythingisinflitters,"hesaid."Playthepiano,wontyou?"
"Youalwayswereafraidofmypiano,"shesaid."Myfourorfivechildrenareafraidofthepiano.Youtaughtthemtobeafraidofit.Thegiraffeisonfire,butIdontsupposeyoucare."
"Whatcanweeat,"heasked,"withthehamgone?"
"TheressomeSillyPuttyinthedeepfreeze,"shesaidtonelessly.
"Rainisfalling,"heobserved."Rainorsomething."
"WhenyougraduatedfromtheWhartonSchoolofBusiness,"shesaid,"Ithoughtatlast!IthoughtnowwecanmovetoStamfordandhaveinterestingneighbors.Buttheyrenotinteresting.Thegiraffeisinterestingbuthesleepssomuchofthetime.Themailboxisratherinteresting.Themandidntopenitat3:31p.m.today.Hewasfiveminuteslate.Thegovernmentliedagain."
Withagestureofimpatience,Brianturnedonthelight.Thegreatburstofelectricityilluminatedherupturnedtinyface.Eyeslikesnowpeas,hethought.Tamardancing
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