Barbara brought Lenore and Deb tea, while Harry and the Gunny wordlessly drank Bourbon, at six-thirty in the evening. Barbara had ordered a pizza, now cooling, as no one was rushing to eat a second slice."You're the beneficiary of everything he had, Lenore," Deb told her, seriously. "I'm the executrix, and he left provision for me to be paid, but we'd last updated his will before ... he and I..." she trailed off, and visibly steeled herself."You'll have to let it out, Deb, and soon," Barbara said. "And you're with friends."Deb gave her a helpless look, and then Barbara got up and fetched another crystal tumbler from the sideboard. She poured two inches of Bourbon into it and brought the amber liquid to Deb. "Drink," she said.Deb took a sip, and then another, deeper and longer, draining the liquid from the glass, seeming to welcome the burn. "The Joy Redux, his house, and all his policies, his entire estate, Lenore, are yours."Holy shit. I'll think about that later. Aloud, Lenore. "Where?" The girls locker room," I grinned. "Knock three times!" Then we were going in opposite direction.One good thing about shop class was I could come late, not really late, but a little late and it didn't matter to Mr. Wetland a whole lot, because he knew I had to ride my bike to get there. Plus he didn't really want to be mad at me or my brothers, since we always made him look good with the class projects. He got mad at Mark anyway, but that was mostly just Mark being a jerk. My brother didn't have a lot of patience with Mr. Wetland, or with anyone else in that class really."Are you stupid?" Mark was talking to Waldo Kline, whose name really is Waldo. Nobody would ever deserve a nickname like that. Even high school kids weren't that cruel. "Why don't you put some rice in the radiator while you're at it? Maybe some sugar in the gas tank?" What's going on?" I put my bike inside, since the garage door was open. It was a pretty nice day outside.Waldo was standing there with his.
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