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[christ. what a fucking hellhole and a half. hawk waits for the dots to stop wiggling, for the last of maxine's tale of misery. maybe it's not nazis and nicolas from nice getting blown to shit without enough left to even bring home to his new widow, but death is bad enough when it's not active annihilation. the coke, the erratic messages - it makes sense now that she's being haunted by everything she lost. he's no senator smith, but he can try and help in his own way.]

Whatever you need - you just say the word. I'm there.

I get it with the Taj Mahal now. Shit, I can't count how much whiskey I went through up in Delaware.

But you came out on the other side. That couple - they got what they deserved after their sick, twisted bullshit and games. Bet they weren't expecting it from a pretty little thing like you - but you're a fighter, Maxine.

Jackson, Bobbie-Lynne - think about what they'd want now. You think they'd want to see you stop and fall apart in this shitshow?

I'll bet my last dollar they'd want you to keep going. It's never going to stop feeling like surviving, but you've got to let in room to thrive too.

Now, the noise though, that's the first part. You like jazz? Anything else?

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( she sits quietly. waiting.

he's not wrong about bobbie-lynne. jackson. wayne. she didn't know lorraine or rj that well to know what they'd think, but the others. jackson was a marine. he fought for them. and bobbie-lynne and wayne enjoyed life so much. they'd not want to see maxine wasting hers.

but that shits easier said than done. it's not just the loss of them. pearl is always there. haunting her. chasing her. she wakes up still feeling that woman's thin, bony fingers over her arm-

back to hawk's messages. )

hawk, i've never listened to jazz a day in my fucking life. ( it's said with no small amount of humor. she understands where the question comes from, but still. jazz. )

i like music. rock's always good.

but i love movies. gonna be in movies some day. ( of course there's also the partying and the drugs. )

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Well now's as good a time as any to start. Come to the piano bar with me one of these nights. Beats sitting alone in the quiet or the dark. Can smoke in there and everything.

They take requests - bet you could fit in some rock. And if not...

[an acquaintance, he'd normally say, but it feels like he should share something personal too in light of all this.]

Friend of mine - he got this nifty little thing, plays a bunch of different songs. We listened to a few together. You ever heard of Bonnie Tyler?

Yeah, I'll bet you will. Plenty of time to sit and watch whatever everyone else got right and wrong while we're here, though.