| HE PAIN LAY BURIED SOMEWHERE IN THEdepths of Stone Banington s upper body; a crossbetween a slipped disc and a coronary, It seemed. Ithad begun after a phone conversation early in the pre-vious winter. The call, from Arlington Carter, hadended everything. Now she was the wife of anotherman. living in his house, rearing his son. He wouldnever see her again, except in her husband s company,and he would never think of her again without feelingthe pare. He had never believed it would persist into thefollowing spring, but it had. If anything, it was worse.He saw Dino a couple of times a week always atElaine s. Dino was his closest friend sometimes, hefelt, his only friend. Not true. of course. Elaine was hisfriend, and the evenings in her restaurant, with Elaineand Dino. were the only bright spots in his week. Hislaw practice had lately been boring, a personal injurysuit that dragged on and on, a bone thrown to him by |
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