Manning had been right, they did take the non-working refrigerator from the garage. They also took the working refrigerator from my kitchen, along with all my knives, my tool box, a table saw, a skill saw and strangely, a set of utensils for eating lobster that I’d gotten as a Christmas gift one year and never used, the things were still in the original box. All the stuff that had been kept in my refrigerator; butter, oranges, left over pizza, cranberry juice, doggy bags from restaurants, ice cube trays, was all scattered across my kitchen counter. The beer was missing. Nothing was left out that twenty-four hours in humid weather wouldn’t help make worse. It was the second time that week I’d cleaned up a gallon of melted ice cream. I bagged everything and threw it all in the trash, opened the windows to air things out. Louie phoned later that evening, I could hear glasses clinking and the low hum of background conversation. “How you holding up?” he asked. “I’ve been worse, but it’s been a while.”
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