“I rousted Paul out of his lab and we sat down at the dining room table at twelve-thirty.Paul set a cold can of Coors in front of each of us. “I accomplished next to nothing,” he said as he sat down. “I can’t seem to think, to solve the easiest problems.” He peeled back the foil on his sandwich. “Ah, rare roast beef, my favorite. How’d you know that, Mac?”“I remembered Jilly telling me some time ago. She said you would only eat it half-cooked and slathered with mayonnaise. The woman at the deli ...knew exactly how you liked it.”Paul’s face became still. “I can’t believe Jilly’s not here, telling me I’m a jerk because I forgot to do something she’d asked me to do, telling me to leave her alone because she’s working and who says my work’s more important than hers? She could be yelling at me one minute, then she’d just start laughing, lean over, and bite my ear. Jesus, Mac, it’s hard.”“Paul, who’s Laura?”I thought Paul was going to have a heart attack.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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