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.""That's the way to go! Say, dint you play some pro? I heard Dave here sayMcGee.First name?""Travis.""Oh, sure.Tight end.Kind of way back.Like you were up there two years, andyou got racked up bad.Give me a couple of minutes and I can come up with theDetroit guy that clobbered you."I stared at him."Nobody can remember me, much less who messed up my legs.You've got some kind of hobby there.It was a rookie middle linebacker namedDiCosola."He put his hand out."Ben Durma.I memorize all that stuff.My wife thinks I'mnuts.But I win a lot of beers.Too bad you couldn't stay in long enough tolast into the good money like they get nowadays.You're a good size for atight end.Well, about Brindle's folks, I wouldn't know.But I got an idea.Let me check the duty roster."He came back and said, "I asked the dispatcher to bring Shay back in.He wasplaying for the high school the same time Brindle was.Stan Shay.He was toosmall for a scholarship.""I don't want to upset anything.I could wait around.""No problem.It's very, very slow out there.Tonight it will start buildingand tomorrow night will be a disaster area.We're running light so we can beefup the shifts for the trouble time.In the last hour and a half, one stolenbike, one guy chasing his old lady naked around the yard with a ball bat."Shay was one of those elegant cops.Handsome and dark and trim, the kind whohas blue jowls no matter how close the shave, wears tightly tailored uniforms,sports a very careful hair style, walks like a lazy tomcat, and looks as ifthe eyelashes are false.But they are real, and the toughness is real, and youdo not want to say anything which could possibly be interpreted as a challengeto his virility or authority.The desk had business when he came in.Theyaimed him over at me where I sat on a bench, but Durma called him back to givehim a better fill-in.I was standing when he arrived.We shook hands and hesaid he had to be next to his cruiser because he was on call.We went out tothe parking area and he sat behind the wheel, door open, turned sideways so hecould hook his heels on the step plate.I leaned against the side of the car."We were on the same squad.He was a good kid.He never crapped out on whathad to be done, but he never exactly pulled more than his share either.Heliked to get by.You know.I had to work my tail off to stay even, to make upfor not having the beef, and I used to tell him that if he worked like Iworked, he could own the world.He could have been big.I really mean it.YouPage 73 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlwant to know about his folks, Ben says.I went there a couple times when therewas something he wanted to pick up and we were on our way somewhere else, soit was a couple of minutes.It was an old trailer park called the BaywayTrailer Haven, and they were way back in toward the middle you could get lostin there-in a blue house trailer with a screen porch on one side and thebuilt-on room which was Howie's room on the other side.The only people hehad, they were his grandfather and grandmother.Their name was Brindle.Theyseemed to be jawing at him all the time he was there, the two or three times Iwas along, but he didn't seem to hear anything they were saying to him, oreven be able to see them standing there.They could still be there, for all Iknow."I wanted to ask if Howie got into any trouble while he was in high school, butI had the feeling Stan Shay would jump on any deviation from the pattern.So Imoved at it sideways."I guess you're right.He could have made it big.Butwhen there isn't enough motivation, natural ability isn't enough.From what Ihear, he's gotten pretty close to trouble a few times.Since he got out ofcollege.""Trouble?""I don't know any of the details.I just got the impression he might have abad temper.And if a man that big loses his temper.""No.Not Howie.I can guaran-damn-tee you can't make ol' Howie mad.There wasan old country boy named Meeker, moved over here from Arcadia, a good runningguard, took it on himself to rile Howie.Called him Fats, asked him when hewas going to buy a bra, snapped red marks on his ass with a wet towel, put hisgood shoes in the shower.That was third year.Howie just beamed and chuckled.Some of Meeker's tricks were mean.There was no use asking Meeker to ease offbecause it just made him go after Howie more.But Howie never minded it onelittle bit.""Where did Meeker go away to school?""He would have had a lot of offers, but he never made it.First of June, thatthird year, we had a class party over on the beach at Anna Maria Island,bonfires and beer and all that.Meeker got pretty loud and pretty drunk and sodid a lot of other people.If he'd driven out there, probably he'd have beenmissed sooner.But he rode with somebody, so they thought he'd rode home withsomebody else.There was so much noise and music, nobody could have heardanybody yelling out there in the dark.About everybody went swimming at leastone time, but Meeker went ahead and drowned, and nobody knew it for sure untiltwo days later a fisherman wading next to Tin Can island spotted his bodycoming in on the tide, rolling over and over across the bar."I tried it.A hearty laugh.He snapped his head up
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