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Eight
Slow Children
"Did you ever feel like you were a million miles from where youd thought youd be when you grew up? Like you thought you were heading for a weekend in Vegas, but ended up in Mongolia instead?"
Lulu was lying across the three wooden garage sale chairs they kept up front for customers. Her arm hung down and a lit American Spirit between her fingers pointed at the floor illuminating the scars on her arm with a faint red light.
"Sometimes," said Spyder. "But then I remember the scariest truth about being a grown up: that no one really knows anything. Maybe where most people want to be is as wrong as where they end up. "
"Weve been taking our happy pills, I see," said Lulu. "Know what we never, ever talked about: What did you really want to be when we was kids?"
Spyder stood up and stretched, saying, "Thats easy. A private detective. You know, a Sam Spade thing. The whole worldd be in black and white and the streets would be slick with rain and lit like a film noir set. "
"Sam Spade was always lonely and miserable, least in the movies. "
"But at least he knew something. That makes him the exception. "
"When I was a girl, I wanted to be Mary Magdalene," said Lulu. "The most hated woman in the world, but Jesus saw her true heart and loved her for it. I wanted that so much. To be hated by the riff-raff, but loved by that one perfect, bright-eyed soul who knew me from the inside out. I used to jerk off to the picture of Jesus over my bed. He looked just like Jim Morrison before the alcohol bloat. " Lulu took a drag off her cigarette. Spyder still wa
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