Ursula sent Andy a long email, in
which she denounced him as an emotional cripple. She also compared him to her father, who had
never loved anything but the family dog. Neither one of them (Andy and
her father, not the dog) had any idea what emotional intimacy was. I’m sure you’ve already stopped reading
by now, she sniffed at the end, but she was wrong. Andy read the whole thing. He even showed it to Hal, who had a good
chuckle over it. “Women,” Hal
laughed. “Always so damn superior. Talk about needing a psychiatrist, huh?”
“Yeah.”
“Well, whadya want with a chick
named Ursula? I’m telling you—stick to
the women with normal names. The ones who
sound like they should be in a Bond movie are always psychopaths.”
“I’ll keep that in mind,” Andy
answered. But he wasn’t smiling.
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