He turned back from the owl soundand right behind him the turf had popped open and there was a dinge crawling out like an earthworm. 'I would have been puking my guts. There were all sorts of evidence supporting the thesis, his office calendar being Exhibit A. ' He glanced at the coat-tree in the corner.
Then he realized it was McCarthy. Every woman in the house was at least as old as he,surely older. Every fifteen seconds or so, Kurtz's iMac cried 'You've got mail!' in its cheery robot voice. sound was more familiar, mostly because he was so fiercely fixed on McCarthy, the man he had almost shot.
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