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“So, I have two theories about what happened.”
“Just two?”
“Two that I ruminate on.”
“You ruminate on everything.”
“Only when I’m running through scenarios.”
“That sounds exhausting.”
“It is. Anyway, the first one is Warren-Commission paranoid, yet strangely plausible.”
“Why is that?”
“Honestly? Linda? Really?”
“Tell me.”
“Everything you’ve ever said to me is in play. Are you really going camping this weekend with [...]
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A hypothetical conversation, in medias res, that could have happened just after dusk in late October (22nd) at, I don’t know, Shady Grove on Barton Springs?