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nythinginside here。?
?Open it; open it;? Rufus urged。 ?Your sister sent it all this way and the shipping could not have
been cheap; so I?m guessing there?s something good in there。?
?Sure。? Dan started tugging at the twine。
?I didn?t hear you e in last night。? Rufus grinned down at Dan。 ?Guess your first meeting
went pretty well; huh? Stayed up late; debating the merits of the minor Shakespeare plays; did
you??
?Something like that。? Dan burrowed through another layer of paper before finally reaching the
flaps of the cardboard box。 If there had been any discussion at all the previous night; he couldn?t
remember it。 He could barely remember anything except the sensation of Greg?s tongue on his;
the fuzz of Greg?s facial hair against his own stubble。
Eek。
?I remember my old salon days。? Rufus perched on the windowsill and watched as his son
reached into the depths of the cardboard box。 Dan pulled out fistful after fistful of crumpled…up
newspaper。 ?We had some pretty crazy times back then。?
?It wasn?t so crazy;? Dan replied defensively。 At last his hand gripped something firm inside the
mush of newspaper。 Grabbing hold tightly; he pulled on the narrow object until it popped out and
the loose cardboard shell fell to the ground; showering balled…up newspaper all over his floor。
Rufus laughed。 ?Too bad。 You kids today。 No passion; no guts。 I remember back when I was your
age; me and some friends; we?d go out to the lakes; up in New England。 Camp out; write poetry;
stay up all night talking。?
Dan half…listened as he pondered the object in his hands: it was about two feet long and wrapped
tightly in a cocoon of bubble wrap an