day 32

It was said that Ted Lee had made it with nearly every eligible bachelor in the state of North Carolina, and that was why he had to quit the place. I believed it, knowing from our days in university that Lee put exquisite effort into obtaining his numbers. But it never meant anything to me. It meant a good deal to Lee though. That sort of thing meant the world to people who were pretty enough, and Lee had that kind of bone structure. Despite his talents, his exploits brought him home not a few bona fide hogs in dresses who were all spitting excited to be there, who couldn’t carry a meaningful conversation in a bucket, who were too loud to be genuine, and who were gone before the sun was up in the morning.

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