Cash wasn't often in Ford's house. They usually met elsewhere; Ford's house was full of people, and Cash's was far from neutral territory. But Ford would be married in two days, and now the house was bigger — taller — and so he was sitting on Ford's new carpet and drinking gin.
What had he felt, two days before his wedding? He'd been with Angie, Cash thought — sitting at her tiny kitchen table and trying to figure out how he was supposed to do this.
He tilted his head at Ford's question. "Go ahead," Cash said, "And we can drink until I want to answer it."
What had he felt, two days before his wedding? He'd been with Angie, Cash thought — sitting at her tiny kitchen table and trying to figure out how he was supposed to do this.
He tilted his head at Ford's question. "Go ahead," Cash said, "And we can drink until I want to answer it."

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