She could not risk going in the door, lest she run into Larry or Cathy drinking a nocturnal glass of milk or Mike raiding the refrigerator for snacks. Apparently I’m not to exist yet. His voice propelled her to cry even harder, so hard that she began to laugh behind her tears. Saturday mornings at the Beck house were routine, coffee, newspaper, bagels, and Looney Toons in no particular order. Taber did not leave all his money in the office. When Mrs.
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