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JACK WILLIAMSON

THE HOLE IN THE WORLD

Dear Dad," Amy's note began, "I found your address on a letter from Mom's
lawyer. You don't have to write back to me, but I hope you will. I want to know
if you are happy with Miss Winkle. Mom says she's a vicious bitch. I hope that's
wrong. I'm awful sad about the trouble I made between you and More. I know I was
sometimes so bad you had to hit me, but I'll always love you. Even if you can't
pay the support.

"If you can write back, please send it to Millie. She's my best friend. Her
address is on the envelope. Dad, I want you to know I love you. I always will,
no matter what."

The signature was a messy ink stain. She must have cried on it. Maybe she really
did love him. She had even sworn she did, crying on the witness stand. She'd
told the judge he hadn't hit her often. Never really hard. She had gotten the
bruises and broken her arm when she tripped and fell down the stairs.

A cute little kid, but he couldn't risk an answer. Gretchen and her
blood-sucking attorney would eat him alive with anything they got their greedy
hands on. He ran the letter through the shredder. His worry today was the spot
on his chin. He had first noticed it while he was shaving.

A tiny white spot with jagged edges, it looked like a fleck of eggshell. But it
wasn't eggshell. His fingers couldn't feel it. It wouldn't rub off. Frowning at
it, he studied his face again. Still firm enough, pleasing enough when he
smiled. The white fleck was still there, but he had other matters on his mind.

He'd been alone all week, but Creighton and Zara were both due back today.
Creighton had been off at company headquarters, setting up his new franchise.
Zara was away in Dayton, where her sister was having a baby. The franchise meant
money, and Zara loved money as much as he loved her. He was picking her up at
noon.

And tonight --

Thinking of tonight, he let the razor foil caress his face again. His chin had
to be smooth, because whiskers scratched Zara's delicate skin. She loved to have
him begin with a massage of her sweet little feet and work up from there. He
splashed aftershave in his hand and rubbed the spot again.


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