“Gawill had been waiting for him, obviously, though he said, on the sidewalk a few doors from Carter’s house, “Well, Phil! What a surprise!” and he pretended that he had just been walking along the street. “You live here?” “Yes.” Gawill could have found that out simply by looking in the telephone book, Carter thought, and he no doubt had. “Long time no see. How long have you been out?” “Oh—three or four months.” The years had changed Gawill a little, too, and for the worse, Carter sa...w. He was heavier and coarser. But his clothes still had their flashily prosperous look. “Well, how about a drink? Or a coffee, if it’s too early for a drink?” He slapped Carter’s arm. “I’m on my way to the post office.” Carter gestured with some letters he had in his hand. “I’ll walk with you. You’re not working now?” “Not just yet,”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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