So what about angel i asked the miracle of dog doo

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“So what about Angel?” I asked. The Miracle of Dog Doo Park 131
A woman in a flowery dress sat down on the bench with the country-club woman. She had very dark, tightly wrinkled skin and wore enormous green high-heeled pumps. The country-club woman’s cigarette, on the bench between them, waved up a little boundary line of smoke. “He said there would be papers to sign for the divorce,” Lou Ann said. “So what’s the problem, exactly?” I didn’t mean to be unkind. I really didn’t know. “Well, what am I going to do?” “Well, to be honest, I don’t think it much matters what you do. It probably doesn’t make any difference what kind of a divorce you get, or even if you get one at all. The man is gone, honey. If he stops sending checks I don’t imagine there’s anything to be done, not if he’s out riding the range in God’s country. I guess you’ll have to look for a job, sooner or later.” Lou Ann started sobbing again. “Who would want to hire me? I can’t do anything.” “You don’t necessarily have to know how to do something to get a job,” I reasoned. “I’d never made a french fry in my life before I got hired at the Burger Derby.” She blew her nose again. “So how’d she get born pregnant?” the green-shoes woman asked the woman with the newspaper. “It was twins, a boy and a girl,” the woman told her. “They had sexual intercourse in the womb. Doctors say the chances against it are a million to one.” “Yeah,” the green-shoes woman said in a tired way. She bent over and shuffled through a large paper shopping bag, which was printed with a bright paisley pattern and had sturdy-looking green handles. All three of us waited for her to say something more, or to produce some wonderful answer out of her bag, but she didn’t. Lou Ann said to me, in a quieter voice, “You know, the worst thing about it is that he wouldn’t ask me to come with him.” “Well, how in the world could you go with him? What about Dwayne Ray?” 132 T H E B E A N T R E E S
“It’s not that I’d want to, but he could have asked. He did say if I wanted to come along he wouldn’t stop me, but he wouldn’t actually say he wanted me to.” “I don’t follow you, exactly.” “You know, that was always just the trouble with Angel. I never really felt like he would put up a fight for me. I would have left him a long time ago, but I was scared to death he’d just say, ‘Bye! Don’t let the door hit your butt on the way out.’ ” “Well, maybe it’s not that he doesn’t want you, Lou Ann. Maybe he’s just got better sense than to ask you and a four- month-old baby to come along on the Montana-Colorado circuit, or whatever. I can just see it. Dwayne Ray growing up to be one of those tattooed midgets that do somersaults in the sideshow and sell the popcorn at intermission.” “It’s not a circus, for God’s sake, it’s a rodeo.” Lou Ann honked in her handkerchief and laughed in spite of herself.

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