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“It’s me, Daris Howard,” I shouted at the
same volume, feeling embarrassed as everyone
turned to look at me. “So how’s life?”
“My wife is right there,” Mr. Masters said,
pointing across the table.
People around the room started to giggle as
I yelled louder. “So, do you like living
here?”
“No, thanks,” Mr. Masters said. “We don’t
drink beer. But you can if you want.”
I don’t drink alcohol, but I decided it
wasn’t worth belaboring the point, so I tried
another subject. “So, do they have good food?”
I yelled.
“Of course I’m in a good mood,” Mr.
Masters yelled back. “It’s Christmas time.”
I decided to give it one more try. As loud
as I could I asked, “So how’s life treating you?”
“Well of course not,” Mr. Masters said,
indignantly. “Whatever gave you the idea that
my wife was beating me. I never lose at
checkers.”
I just shook my head and sighed. “Happy
holidays,” I said, as I turned to leave.
I had only gone about ten feet when I heard
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