Frank and Victor, the second-youngest brother, spoke brieftributes. stirred, I wrote on the refrigerator. He apologized solemnly again and said, Isn't it wonder-ful to be in Paris to see the armistice and everything, if you don't mind the crowd and everything . Ed used to say he'd give a lot to hear a record made by thatbunch.
I shook it. I thought of him the second I pulledthe wig off, thought they'd swapped identities somehow. rred to me that perhaps something--some force--had beentrying to sedate me with the story I was telling. This was the night before I finally flew back to Maine, and I washalf-past sober, going on drunk.
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