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." "No," he said.But what he wanted wasn't the truth or anything like it.He wanted a story, the story that he'd taught her to tell him.He didn't want to hear what they talked about (and most of them had some one thing they wanted real bad to tell you, and usually they did), or how they got around to asking to see your bloodwork tickets, or how every other one made that same joke about how what they couldn't cure they could put in remission, or even what they wanted in bed.
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