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aloneness and stabbed him deeply. He carries a hammer with him<br />
now to break windows, and he finds a nearby hardware shop and<br />
takes a crowbar for the filing cabinet in the bar manager’s office,<br />
and the desk drawers. When he opens the desk drawer, the crack<br />
and splintering rip of wood is so loud that he looks around.<br />
“Jackass.” Then he laughs. “There’s never a cop around when you<br />
need one.”<br />
He sits in the manager’s chair and goes over the phone<br />
numbers in the date book he finds there. They have an expensive<br />
beer he hasn’t tried before, from Holland, and he sips at it and calls<br />
each number in the book, even the business numbers.<br />
Nobody ever answers. When they have voicemail, he leaves a<br />
message with his number and address, asking for them to contact<br />
him. “It’s important,” he stresses. No point in saying why: he<br />
suspects that would have a negative effect on them. “Oh yeah, let’s<br />
call the nutjob who left that message.”<br />
Of course, that assumes there’s anybody there to listen to his<br />
message.<br />
He finds employment records in the file cabinet, but no<br />
pictures. Jen, Monica, Cheri, Anne. “You look like you might be a<br />
Jen, darling, is that it? I think we can rule out Ted, at least.” He<br />
finds a ledger, and the last entry of cash and expenses is for the day<br />
before the world disappeared. Or moved away? “You can come<br />
back any time, really.” He wonders if he imagined the people<br />
there, the girl. If they were there, maybe drifting briefly back from<br />
some alternate dimension or reality, then the ledger would have<br />
been updated. Or would it have been, in this... wherever he was.<br />
The numbers might be up-to-date somewhere else, someplace he<br />
can never go.<br />
He thinks about cleaning the place, but can’t imagine why he<br />
should. Then he cleans it anyway. Puts out new silverware and<br />
napkins and glasses. He doesn’t bother with the manager’s office,<br />
how could he fix what he’s done there? The hell with it.<br />
Then he looks around and leaves, and never goes back.<br />
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