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I'm not making any demands on her one way or the
other. And you won't
either, understood?"
"Sure. You're either nuts or understanding to a fault," Michael said.
"I'm nuts about my wife so I can be understanding to a fault," Jim said.
"I wish to hell, for your sake, I could back out of the situation, walk
away from her, but I can't," Michael said.
"Then we make the best of it."
"Look, we haven't quite called it like it is," Michael said. "I'm going
to be sleeping with your wife, under your roof. I don't know the
bedroom or sleeping arrangements. I don't know if I'm going to be
looking down the barrel of a gun some morning."
"We both know you're going to be sleeping with my wife, as I hope I will
be, too. The when, where, how often is left up to Linda. You're safe
from me as long as you're good to her. Mistreat her and I'll blow your
brains out. I do have a gun, in case you were wondering."
Michael gave a surprised, nervous laugh. "Well, that's good to know.
I
won't mistreat her. I'll be as good to her as she'll let me."
"We both will," Jim said. "Any problems, you and I work them out. No
family pow-wows, just you and me."
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