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said gently.
    â€œWhat makes you think I won’t be all right?”
    He gave me a pitiful look; then he spoke in a slow, clear manner, as if he was addressing an idiot. And maybe he was. Something had to be wrong with me, because even after what he’d already told me, I still couldn’t believe what was happening. “You don’t seem to understand what’s goin’ on. You look a little…delirious. And just now you were talkin’ some kind of gibberish. If you want me to call you a doctor, or Reverend Upshaw, I will.”
    â€œIf you do call somebody, it won’t be for me, because there is nothing wrong with me. I can take care of myself. And you of all people know me well enough by now to know that if you see me wrestling with a bear, you’d better help the bear.”
    He flinched when I shook a warning fist in his face. I had mauled his head with my fist before, so he knew what I was capable of doing if I got mad enough. Lizzie whimpered and moved closer to the door.
    â€œI just…I just want to make sure you realize what I’m doin’,” he told me.
    The fact that he was taking his time leaving confused me. And the way Lizzie was shifting her weight from one foot to the other and glancing at her watch, I could see how impatient she had become.
    Since this particular act of betrayal was a first for me, and the most devastating, I honestly didn’t know what I was supposed to say or do. That was one reason I kept asking the obvious. “I got the message. You’re leaving me.” I sniffed. “But can you tell me WHY?” Now that was one of the dumbest things I’d said so far. I was handling this nightmare in such an awkward manner that it made me almost as angry with myself as I was with Pee Wee and Lizzie. “Well, I won’t stop you!” I hollered, rotating my neck and grinding my teeth. I was surprised that he was still standing, because I was giving him looks that could have brought down a giant. “But before you leave me for this—this enema bag, let me tell you something! I won’t have any trouble replacing your sorry-ass dick with a good vibrator!”
    A horrified look swept across Pee Wee’s face like a sandstorm; but that lasted only a few seconds. Before his face could relax, another miserable expression presented itself, making him look even more horrified. This one was so severe it scared me. In all of the years that I’d known him, I had never seen him display so much misery. Not even when he had to be medicated for some mysterious ailment called grippe , and a month later for gout. Or the time he fell off the roof and landed on his back on a rake. I had not met a man yet who didn’t get wild-eyed when a woman gave his bedroom performance a low rating. Especially when it was not true. His eyes looked like they belonged on a creature from a black lagoon. My comment had startled him that much. Pee Wee was the best lover I’d ever had and he knew it. “Now look, we don’t need to go there. I was a good husband,” he said, tears flooding his lying eyes.
    â€œA good husband doesn’t fuck his wife’s friend!” I boomed.
    â€œYou can dog me all you want, but it won’t change a damn thing. I’m in love with Lizzie and I’m leavin’ you for her.”
    It felt like somebody had batted my head with a sledgehammer. The pain was so intense that I got dizzy and started to sway from side to side.
    When Pee Wee grabbed me by my shoulders to keep me from falling, I slapped his hands away. Then I pinched them. It was only then that I realized how much I hated the hair on the back of his hands. This was the first time that they reminded me of a monkey’s paws.
    I almost laughed when I thought about the fact that I was standing in my own kitchen making a fuss over a man who had turned into a creature right before my eyes. Within seconds, my mind was as sharp as a tack,