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"
You
’
ve
helped
me
a
lot
,
"
I
told
him
.
"
I
think
of
you
as
an
angel
with
hairy
hands
and
cruddy
toenails
.
"
"
Yeah
,
my
toenails
never
really
did
recover
from
Vietnam
,
poor
things
.
"
"
It
could
’
ve
been
worse
.
"
"
It
was
worse
for
a
lot
of
guys
.
At
least
I
got
to
keep
my
legs
.
Nope
,
I
got
a
pretty
cushy
incarnation
in
this
lifetime
,
kiddo
.
So
did
you
-
never
forget
that
.
Next
lifetime
you
might
come
back
as
one
of
those
poor
Indian
women
busting
up
rocks
by
the
side
of
the
road
,
find
out
life
ain
’
t
so
much
fun
.
So
appreciate
what
you
got
now
,
OK
?
Keep
cultivating
gratitude
.
You
’
ll
live
longer
.
And
,
Groceries
?
Do
me
a
favor
?
Move
ahead
with
your
life
,
will
ya
?
"
"
I
am
.
"
"
What
I
mean
is
-
find
somebody
new
to
love
someday
.
Take
the
time
you
need
to
heal
,
but
don
’
t
forget
to
eventually
share
your
heart
with
someone
.
Don
’
t
make
your
life
a
monument
to
David
or
to
your
ex
-
husband
.
"
"
I
won
’
t
,
"
I
said
And
I
knew
suddenly
that
it
was
true
-
I
wouldn
’
t
.
I
could
feel
all
this
old
pain
of
lost
love
and
past
mistakes
attenuating
before
my
eyes
,
diminishing
at
last
through
the
famous
healing
powers
of
time
,
patience
and
the
grace
of
God
.
And
then
Richard
spoke
again
,
snapping
my
thoughts
back
quickly
to
the
world
’
s
more
basic
realities
:
"
After
all
,
baby
,
remember
what
they
say
-
sometimes
the
best
way
to
get
over
someone
is
to
get
under
someone
else
.
"
I
laughed
.
"
OK
,
Richard
,
that
’
ll
do
.
Now
you
can
go
back
to
Texas
.
"
