“So did you die in the war?” I asked. I felt rather than saw Rube visibly wince. “I mean, if you don’t mind…you don’t have too….”
“No, it’s all right.” Angie took a sip of her drink and found it cold. “Refills?” Rube and I shook our heads and watched her walk briskly into the kitchen. She was gone a few minutes, and Rube took the time to
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