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A Good Marriage
Book: A Good Marriage Read Online Free
Author: Stephen King
Tags: Horror
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wanted to talk to you guys.”
    She picked up the phone, leaned back against the counter, and said, “So talk. I was coming back from the garage.”
    Donnie was bubbling over with news. He was living in Cleveland, Ohio, now, and after twoyears of thankless toiling in an entry-level position with the city’s largest ad firm, he and a friend had decided to strike out on their own. Bob had strongly advised against this, telling Donnie that Donnie and his partner would never get the start-up loan they needed to make it through the first year.
    “Wake up,” he’d said after Darcy turned the phone over to him. In the early spring this had been, with the last bits of snow still lurking beneath the trees and bushes in the backyard. “You’re twenty-four, Donnie, and so’s your pal Ken. You two galoots can’t even get collision insurance on your cars for another year, just straight liability. No bank’s going to underwrite a seventy-thousand-dollar start-up, especially with the economy the way it is.”
    But they had gotten the loan, and now had landed two big clients, both on the same day. One was a car dealership looking for a fresh approach that would attract thirtysomething buyers. The other was the very bank that had issued Anderson & Hayward their start-up loan. Darcy shouted with delight, and Donnie yelled right back. They talked for twenty minutes or so. Once during the conversation they were interrupted by the double-beep of an incoming call.
    “Do you want to get that?” Donnie asked.
    “No, it’s just your father. He’s in Montpelier, looking at a collection of steel pennies. He’ll call back before he turns in.”
    “How’s he doing?”
    Fine, she thought. Developing new interests.
    “Upright and sniffin the air,” she said. It was one of Bob’s favorites, and it made Donnie laugh. She loved to hear him laugh.
    “And Pets?”
    “Call her yourself and see, Donald.”
    “I will, I will. I always get around to it. In the meantime, thumbnail me.”
    “She’s great. Full of wedding plans.”
    “You’d think it was next week instead of next June.”
    “Donnie, if you don’t make an effort to understand women, you’ll never get married yourself.”
    “I’m in no hurry, I’m having too much fun.”
    “Just as long as you have fun carefully.”
    “I’m very careful and very polite. I’ve got to run, Ma. I’m meeting Ken for a drink in half an hour. We’re going to start brainstorming this car thing.”
    She almost told him not to drink too much, then restrained herself. He might still look like a high school junior, and in her clearest memory of him he was a five-year-old in a red corduroy jumper, tirelessly pushing his scooter up and down the concrete paths of Joshua Chamberlain Park in Pownal, but he was neither of those boys anymore. He was a young man, and also, as improbable as it seemed, a young entrepreneur beginning to make his way in the world.
    “Okay,” she said. “Thanks for calling, Donnie. It was a treat.”
    “Same here. Say hello to the old feller when he calls back, and give him my love.”
    “I will.”
    “Upright and sniffin the air,” Donnie said, and snickered. “How many Cub Scout packs has he taught that one to?”
    “All of them.” Darcy opened the refrigerator to see if there was perchance a Butterfinger in there, chilling and awaiting her amorous intentions. Nope. “It’s terrifying.”
    “Love you, Mom.”
    “Love you, too.”
    She hung up, feeling good again. Smiling. But as she stood there, leaning against the counter, the smile faded.
    A clunk.
    There had been a clunk when she pushed the box of catalogues back under the workbench. Not a clatter, as if the box had struck a dropped tool, but a clunk . Sort of hollow-sounding.
    I don’t care.
    Unfortunately, this was not true. The clunk felt like unfinished business. The carton did, too. Were there other magazines like Bondage Bitches stashed in there?
    I don’t want to know.
    Right, right, but maybe
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