Page 58 of Fallout (Crank 3)


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or anything. But I like her a lot.”

Her question was out of left field,

my answer bordering on evasive.

Looked more like love to me.

Meaning, I guess, that she was looking.

Mind if I give you a little advice?

Advice? Who does she think

she is? Dr. Phil in drag? But

what the hell. “Uh, guess not.”

Radio is entertainment, or should

be, anyway. Your jock persona

should feel real to your listeners.

But never forget that it’s fabricated,

created in the name of entertainment.

Once you start thinking it’s real,

start taking the fake you too seriously,

the truly important things in your

life will vanish. Believe me, I know.

I do believe her. But why?

Montana is schlock to the n th

degree. “Do you want to elaborate?”

Her smile, sad, makes her pretty.

Maybe someday. For now, I’ll

just say I used to be married.

MARRIED?

Hard to believe.

Divorced?

Even harder.

She’s either

older

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