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The Crash of Hennington
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2018
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—I guess they loved each other so much they would rather have spent their lives as rhinos than not be able to kiss.
—But rhinos can’t kiss.
—Says who?
—But didn’t they know about the war starting up again?
—Probably.
—But didn’t they have a duty to their kingdoms, then?
—Yes, but it’s a moral question. Which is more important? Love or peace?
—What’s the answer?
—That’s the whole point, there is no answer.
—How is that supposed to make me sleep? I’m going to be up all night debating love versus peace. I’m ten, Dad. I have no idea.
—Okay, what about this one? ‘There was once a chipmunk named Terry who was having trouble getting his library card renewed—’
—Good night, Dad.
—Oh, good, a laugh at least. Are you feeling better?
—A little.
—Think you can sleep?
—I think so.
—Okay, baby. Do you want me to stay with you a while until you do?
—Yes.
—My pleasure, honey.
18. Mingle, Mingle. (#ulink_9c35ede6-96b0-5214-b7aa-4da6606233b4)
—Archie! Good to see you.
—That’s overly solicitous for you, Cora. Is something wrong?
—Not even a moment for pleasantries, huh?
—Don’t tell me. The Boy Prince is a no-show yet again.
—Why weren’t you a detective, Archie?
—Because I preferred to be rich. What’s his excuse this time?
—His daughter’s sick.
—If it’s anything less than plague, I’m not buying it.
—It’s Pox.
—Did she get the shots?
—Yes.
—Then he could have gotten a sitter.
—Archie—
—I left my kids home on plenty of nights when business called.
Another voice came in from behind.
—It’s a different day and age than when we were young, Archie.
—I’m thirty years older than you, Albert. There’s no ‘we’ involved at all, though I suppose you knew of this conspicuous absence as well.
—Family called, apparently, and it’s actually thirty-one years. But how are you this fine evening?
—My arches are falling.
—Isn’t that the first line of a sonnet?
Cora took Archie by the arm.
—Come. Eat something. You’ll be happier.
—Oh, yes, why don’t you rub my belly and tell me I’m a good dog while you’re at it.
—Has that been the secret all along?
—What’s to stop me from just going straight back home?
—Archie, please. Now the situation is this.
—Would you get me a whiskey, Albert?
—Straight up but very, very cold, if I remember correctly.
—Good lad.
—The situation, as I said.
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