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The Billion Dollar Lottery

“Oh, I never lived alone when I was in college. I moved in
with Linda a week after I started school. From my mother’s
arms into Linda’s pants.” He laughed at his own witticism.

“Oh, so maybe it won’t be so great without Angie?” Larry
reminded him.

“First of all, who says she’s leaving?” he objected, “and in
the second place, this time I’ll have money.”

“Ah, so you can afford to buy any woman you want,” Larry
said, pushing Joey’s hand away.

“You bet your ass,” Joey insisted. He sat down, tasting vic-
tory.

Larry sat quietly for a moment, then, without saying a
word, got up and walked down the hallway.

“Where are you going?” Joey said, trotting after him.
“To the bathroom,” Larry shouted. “You want to come and
watch?”

“Just be careful,” Joey said, embarrassed, “you’re worth a
lot of money.” He started back to the kitchen as Larry reached
the bathroom door. “And that’s another thing,” he said, “you’re
probably going to have to hire security guards.” He broke into
a smile. “You know, a couple of goons with semiautomatics.”

Larry slammed the bathroom door in disgust.

* * *

When Larry returned to the kitchen, Joey was dialing a
number on the phone. “Who are you calling,” he asked.

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