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lots of old Italian women. No one seemed to be too upset about Sammy's demise. No heavily sedated widow. No wailing mother. No Kenny.
I said good-bye to Sammy and tottered down the hall in my heels. There was a small foyer at the end of the hall. The foyer opened to the back door, and Kenny Martin was standing in front of the door, sneaking a smoke. Beyond the door was a covered driveway,pink ugg boots, and somewhere beyond the driveway was Ranger.
I leaned against the wall across from Kenny and smiled. "Hi."
His eyes fixed onto my Nerf balls. "Are you here to see Sammy?"
I shook my head no. "Mrs. Kowalski in room two."
"You don't look all broke up."
I shrugged.
"If you was all broke up I could comfort you. I got lots of ways to comfort a woman."
I raised an eyebrow. "Hmm?"
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I looked him up and down and smiled as if I liked what I saw. "What's your name?"
"Kenny. Kenny 'the Man' Martin."
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In lieu of a handshake he laced his fingers into mine and stepped closer. "Pretty name."
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