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Marc Erdrich
“In fact,” Joey continued, ignoring Larry, “if you want to
hire me, I’ll take care of all of that for you?”
“Would it mean we’d have to see each other every day?”
Larry inquired.
“No, not necessarily every day,” Joey replied. “but we’d
have to talk on the phone a lot. Buy, sell, you know, that kind
of thing.”
They were like Abbott and Costello. The only thing lacking
was the audience.
“Oh, you mean like you and Angie, he said, knowingly.
“Well yeah, kinda,” Joey shrugged, ever the straight man.
“That settles it then,” Larry said, sitting down on a stool
next to Joey.
“Settles what?” Joey asked, confused.
“I don’t want it.”
“Don’t want what?” Joey prompted.
“The money. I don’t want the money.”
“Right,” Joey said, chuckling.
“No, I mean it, Joey. I don’t want the money.”
“What are you talking about?” Joey said, shrinking in hor-
ror at the mere thought of Larry’s words.
“I don’t want the money,” Larry repeated. He stood up.
“What are you fucking crazy?” Joey shrieked.
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