Chilly Scenes of Winter

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“Permettez-moi de vous présenter Sam McGuire” Charles says.

Sam is standing in the doorway holding a carton of beer. Since Sam’s dog died, he has been drinking a lot of beer. It is raining, and Sam’s hair streams down his face.

“Hi,” Susan says without looking up.

“Hi,” Sam says. He takes off his wet coat and spreads it out on the rug. He goes through the living room to the kitchen and puts two six-packs in the refrigerator. Charles follows him into the kitchen.

“The one who doesn’t speak is a friend of Susan’s from college,” Charles whispers.

Sam rolls his eyes to Charles and holds his hands cupped in front of his chest, moving them up and down.

“Hi,” Sam says to Elise, walking back into the living room.

“Hi,” Elise says. She does not move over on the sofa.

“Move over,” Sam says, sitting down next to her. “How’s school?” he says to Susan.

“I’m sick of it”

“Beats walking the streets,” Sam says.

Elise giggles. “Are you a streetwalker?” she says.

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