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Oh, they wouldn't do that, Harry. We aren't crazy. This wholesale depression we're experiencing is caused strictly by alcohol. If we can get a few drugs and a little conversation from a psychiatrist, we'll be just fine again. I'll bet they wouldn't keep us more than a week at the longest.

What did, honey?

I could too, Harry. There are lots of things we could do together Did you ever get your G.I. loan?

Well . . . She thought for a few moments.They could get us off the liquor couldn't they?

If we didn't have any, and couldn't get any, yes. But even there, you have to have a genuine desire to quit drinking.

A week wouldn't be so bad at that, I said.I could get straightened around some, maybe do a little thinking. I might come up with an idea.

If we didn't have any, and couldn't get any, yes. But even there, you have to have a genuine desire to quit drinking.

At fifty bucks an hour, we can't afford one second of help.

Oh, they wouldn't do that, Harry. We aren't crazy. This wholesale depression we're experiencing is caused strictly by alcohol. If we can get a few drugs and a little conversation from a psychiatrist, we'll be just fine again. I'll bet they wouldn't keep us more than a week at the longest.

I know it's childish of me, Harry, to cry like that, but I couldn't help it. The thought exploded inside my head and caught me when I wasn't expecting it.

Do you know what's the matter with us, Harry?

I could too, Harry. There are lots of things we could do together Did you ever get your G.I. loan?

That doesn't make any sense to me.

Do you know what's the matter with us, Harry?

That doesn't make any sense to me.

Sure, it's free all right, but what if they decide we're nuts and lock us up in a state institution for a few years? You in a woman's ward, me in a men's ward?

Well, suppose you had died and I hadn't? And I woke up, and there you were-dead, and there I'd be, alone, still alive, without you, without anything. . . Her tears started to flow again, but with better restraint. I held her on my lap like a frightened child; her face against my shoulder. I made no attempts to prevent her silent crying. I just patted her gently on her bare back, letting her cry it out. I knew precisely how she felt, because my feelings were exactly the same. Within a few minutes she was calm again and smiling her secret, tragic smile.

Well . . . She thought for a few moments.They could get us off the liquor couldn't they?

What did, honey?

If you'd kept up much longer I'd have joined you, I said, attempting a smile. -

That costs even more.

If you'd kept up much longer I'd have joined you, I said, attempting a smile. -

If we didn't have any, and couldn't get any, yes. But even there, you have to have a genuine desire to quit drinking.

Why? Is it free? she asked eagerly.

No. She shook her head.We've lost our perspective. What we need is help, psychiatric help.

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