Sunday, May 2, 2010 - "Aw, hell, kid, she'll write you," he...
"Aw, hell, kid, she'll write you," he blurted
Wyman fingered his blanket"I can't figure it out, RedI haven't got any mail from her since I been overseasBack in the States she used to write me every day
Red rinsed his mouth with a swallow of beer"Aaah, it's just the Army's got the mail fugged up," he said
"I used to think that, but I don't believe it any moreWhen I was in the replacement depot I didn't expect to get any, but now we've had two mail calls here, and I got a bunch of letters from my mother each time, and nothing from her
Red fingered his nose and sighed
"I'll tell you the truth, Red, I'd be scared to get a letter from her nowIt'd probably be a Dear louis vuitton bag sale John
"There's lots of women, kidYou're better off if you learn early
Wyman's voice was troubled and hurt"She ain't like that, RedShe's really a swell kidOh, Jeez, I don't know, there was something real different about herWyman's emotion was embarrassing him, and he knew he would have to listenHe drank some beer, and smiled wrylyI'm paying for the goddam drink, he said to himselfAbruptly, he pictured again Wyman brooding by himself all evening, and the thought softened him"It's kind of hard just to sit around and think," he saidBy now he had stirred at best only a partial sympathyOther men's troubles usually bored himEverybody gets his share of bloody noses, and it's Wyman's turn now, cartier roadster swiss watches he thought
"How'd you meet her?" he asked
"Aw, she was the kid sister of Larry Nesbitt, you remember he was that buddy of mine I was telling you about?"
"Yeah Red had a vague recollection
"Well, I always used to see her around his house, and she was just a kid, I never paid any attention to herBut then one time a couple of months before I came into the Army, I went over to his house and he wasn't in, and I noticed herYou know, she'd sort of grown upSo I asked her to go for a walk with me, and we sat in the park and talked, and"I could talk to her about a lot of things, and I don't know, we just sat there on a park bench, and I told her I wanted to be a sports writer, and d
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