“But, you’ve never been the kind to take your troubles out on others. Harry should have taken your advice—no doubt about that. But I’ve seen o...ther clients do worse and you held back.”Delores finished telling him what she thought and then folded her hands on her desk and sat without moving. Cal was pacing back and forth in front of her desk.“I thought of Harry’s tenant and saw my future after I’m voted out of office,” he said at last. “I’ll be chasing his deadbeat tenants or scheming to get. .."I let out a long breath. "I'll tell you what I know, Dex, but ... it's going to sound crazy." Okay..."I did my best to explain, starting by telling him about Jackie, about how I'd forgotten her and why I had buried my memories of my sister. I told him why, nearing tears again when I told Dex that she'd died in an accident. I skipped the details of that awful time, and described how Jackie had started to whisper to me in the night, how she'd brought back memories of our time together."You and. It smelt like smooth, full heaven. I hardly ever drink. It occurred to me right then, and I even said it out loud… ‘The only thing keeping me from being addicted to cocaine is that I’ve never had any.’ I thought about that while I walked back into the living room with my popcorn to finish my movie. I really think it’s right. I am screwed-up in the head, and only the Grace of God comes between me and being dead every day. There’s this song I like that says something about being a preacher’s. We were meant to have walked on the beach and dipped our toes in the sea, but after I'd finished eating the ice cream you were in such a rush to have me. You didn't care where. I suggested your car because we'd fucked in it loads of times, but you said the car was too far away and you needed me asap. You never pronounced it A.S.A.P like with full stops. You asserted it A. SAP. It somehow captured your impatient nature perfectly.We did go down to the beach, and I slipped off my flip-flops so.