JEALOUS IS THE RAGE OF MAN THE CALL CAME JUST BEFORE BEDTIME. HE TOOK IT ON THE KITCHEN phone and, because he had some idea about who it might be, he wrapped the long cord around his forearm several times with the grim determination of someone about to rappel into a deep gorge, stepped into the walk-in pantry, and shut the door behind him. “You read the Bible, Brother Richards?” Ted Leo said. “Hello?” Golden said. “Who is this?” “Please, this act you’re putting on won’t get you nowhere. Now I asked you a question. You ever read the Bible?” Golden swallowed, said, “Parts.” “Parts? Well, that’s nice. Parts. Maybe that explains something. Maybe you just haven’t read the right parts, that’s why you’ve gone and fucked up so bad. Me, I’ve been spending a little time with the Good Book here, trying to get my head straight. You know what parts I’ve been reading?” “I wouldn’t have any idea—” “How ’bout I recite a couple of these parts for you?” “Mr.
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