I was an older man, and that is our chiefattraction to young women: we make them feel safe. It was cold. When I reached for a glass I saw I was still wearing theribbon from Ki's straw hat on my wrist. I thought again about asking if she'dconsider taking Ki up to Derry for awhile--they could live in my ho
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