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.(Schoendienst was at bat.) “I think we should make an effort; the neighborhood should.”“What kind of an effort?” George was comfortable on the couch now, with a king-size Coke in his hand, freshly opened and frosted with moisture.“To get to know them.”“Well, didn't you, when she first moved in? You said you called.”“I said hello but, well, she'd just moved in and the house was still upset, so that's all it could be, just hello.It's been two months now and it's still nothing more than hello, sometimes.--She's so odd.”“Is she?”“She's always looking at the sky; I've seen her do it a hundred times and she's never been out when it's the least bit cloudy.Once, when the boy was out playing, she called to him to come in, shouting that it was going to rain.I happened to hear her and I thought, Good Lord, wouldn't you know and me with a wash on the line, so I hurried out and, you know, it was broad sunlight.Oh, there were some clouds, but nothing, really.”“Did it rain, eventually?”“Of course not.I just had to run out in the yard for nothing.”George was lost amid a couple of base hits and a most embarrassing bobble that meant a run.When the excitement was over and the pitcher was trying to regain his composure, George called out after Lillian, who was vanishing into the kitchen, “Well, since they're from Arizona, I dare say they don't know rainclouds from any other kind.”Lillian came back into the living room with a patter of high heels.“From where?”“From Arizona, according to Tommie.”“How did Tommie know?”“He talked to their boy, in between ball chucks, I guess, and he told Tommie they came from Arizona and then the boy was called in.At least, Tommie says it might have been Arizona, or maybe Alabama or some place like that.You know Tommie and his nontotal recall.But if they're that nervous about the weather, I guess it's Arizona and they don't know what to make of a good rainy climate like ours.”“But why didn't you ever tell me?”“Because Tommie only told me this morning and because I thought he must have told you already and, to tell the absolute truth, because I thought you could just manage to drag out a normal existence even if you never found out.Wow-”The ball went sailing into the right field stands and that was that for the pitcher.Lillian went back to the venetian blinds and said, “I'll simply just have to make her acquaintance.She looks very nice.-Oh, Lord, look at that, George.”George was looking at nothing but the TV.Lillian said, “I know she's staring at that cloud.And now she'll be going in.Honestly.”George was out two days later on a reference search in the library and came home with a load of books.Lillian greeted him jubilantly.She said, “Now, you're not doing anything tomorrow.”“That sounds like a statement, not a question.”“It is a statement.We're going out With the Sakkaros to Murphy's Park.“With-”“With the next-door neighbors, George.Haw can you never remember the name?”“I'm gifted.How did it happen?”“I just went up to their house this morning and rang the bell.”“That easy?”“It wasn't easy.It was hard.I stood there, jittering, with my finger on the doorbell, till I thought that ringing the bell would be easier than having the door open and being caught standing there like a fool.”“And she didn't kick you out?”“No.She was sweet as she could be.Invited me in, knew who I was, said she was so glad I had come to visit.Yau know.”“And you suggested we go to Murphy's Park.”“Yes.I thought if I suggested something that would let the children have fun, it would be easier for her to go along with it.She wouldn't want to spoil a chance for her boy.”“A mother's psychology.”“But you should see her home.”“Ah.You had a reason for all this.It comes out.You wanted the Cook's tour.But, please, spare me the color scheme details.I'm not interested in the bedspreads, and the size of the closets is a topic with which I can dispense.”It was the secret of their happy marriage that Lillian paid no attention to George.She went into the color scheme details, was most meticulous about the bedspreads, and gave him an inch-by-inch description of closet-size.“And clean? I have never seen any place so spotless.”“If you get to know her, then, she'll be setting you impossible standards and you'll have to drop her in self-defense.”“Her kitchen,” said Lillian, ignoring him, “was so spanking clean you just couldn't believe she ever used it.I asked for a drink of water and she held the glass underneath the tap and poured slowly so that not one drop fell in the sink itself.It wasn't affectation.She did it so casually that I just knew she always did it that way
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