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M
y
parent
s
would’v
e
use
d
th
e
‘Gree
k
immigrant
’
stor
y
wit
h
th
e
investigator
s.
The
y
would’v
e
share
d
wit
h
the
m
ho
w
the
y
ha
d
wante
d
m
e
t
o
becom
e
a
professiona
l
ma
n,a
docto
r,
s
o
tha
t
I
coul
d
becom
e
someon
e
greate
r
tha
n
a
railroadma
n
an
d
hi
s
cashie
r
wif
e
wh
o
stil
l
sporte
d
Gree
k
accent
s
afte
r
livin
g
her
e
fo
r
mor
e
tha
n
fiv
e
decade
s.
Th
e
ol
d
retellin
g
o
f
Th
e
America
n
Drea
m.
That’
s
wha
t
m
y
lif
e
wa
s
suppose
d
t
o
hav
e
becom
e.
No
w
the
y
liv
e
i
n
obscurit
y
i
n
a
smal
l
tow
n
tha
t
ha
s
mor
e
tha
n
it
s
shar
e
o
f
povert
y
an
d
failur
e.
The
y
liv
e
o
n
tw
o
smal
l
pension
s
tha
t
fulfil
l
al
l
thei
r
requirement
s.
He’l
l
rea
d
a
Chicag
o
pape
r,
whic
h
wil
l
occup
y
hi
m
fo
r
mos
t
o
f
th
e
mornin
g.
Sh
e
wil
l
clea
n
hous
e
an
d
ten
d
t
o
al
l
of Niko’
s
need
s.
That’
s
Elen
a.
Traditiona
l.
Everythin
g
abou
t
the
m
reek
s
o
f
traditio
n.
Gree
k
Orthodo
x
Churc
h.
Bi
g
deal
s
o
n
Easte
r
an
d
th
e
othe
r
Churc
h
holiday
s.
Lam
b
o
n
th
e
Resurrectio
n.
The
y
bot
h
liv
e
jus
t
t
o
b
e
burie
d
someda
y
somewher
e
nea
r
Athen
s,
thei
r
birthplac
e
.

It’
s
difficul
t
t
o
she
d
th
e
pas
t.
Marin
a
didn’
t
hav
e
t
o
worr
y
an
y
longe
r
abou
t
wha
t
precede
d
meetin
g
a
sem
i
hea
d-
o
n
o
n
a
Wisconsi
n
highwa
y
a
t
thre
e
i
n
th
e
mornin
g.
Th
e
polic
e
though
t
tha
t
Aaro
n,
he
r
ne
w
spous
e,
ha
d
falle
n
aslee
p
a
t
th
e
whee
l,
bu
t
nothin
g
wa
s
eve
r
prove
d.I
jus
t
wis
h
tha
t
Aaro
n
coul
d
hav
e
survive
d
s
o
tha
t
I
could’v
e
gotte
n
clos
e
t
o
hi
m
befor
e
h
e
die
d
a
natura
l
o
r
accidenta
l
deat
h
.

Bu
t
i
t
wa
s
no
t
t
o
b
e
.

I’v
e
stil
l
go
t
he
r
photograp
h.I
wil
l
neve
r
le
t
g
o
o
f
i
t,
althoug
h
I
kee
p
sayin
g
I
don’
t
liv
e
i
n
histor
y.
Sh
e
wa
s
beautifu
l.
Perfec
t.
N
o
statu
e
coul
d
recreat
e
th
e
wa
y
sh
e
appeare
d.
Yo
u
coul
d
loo
k
a
t
Marin
a
fro
m
an
y
angl
e
yo
u
like
d
an
d
sh
e
ha
d
n
o
ba
d
side
s.
Sh
e
wa
s
swee
t
an
d
gentl
e.
He
r
touc
h
wa
s
lik
e
a
mois
t
breez
e
o
n
a
sultr
y
nigh
t.
He
r
glanc
e
coul
d
mak
e
anyone’
s
hear
t
palpitat
e.
He
r
for
m
wa
s
pur
e.
Sh
e
wa
s
a
blond
e
Gree
k.A
rarit
y,
m
y
parent
s
use
d
t
o
tel
l
m
e.
Ancien
t
Greek
s
ha
d
blonde
s
unti
l
th
e
mixin
g
o
f
th
e
breed
s
too
k
ove
r
wit
h
al
l
th
e
blood
y
fuckin
g
conquest
s.
Bu
t
Marin
a
wa
s
a
throwbac
k.
I’
m
blon
d,
to
o,
bu
t
I’
m
mor
e
wha
t
the
y
cal
l
dishwate
r.
Marin
a
wa
s
a
ver
y
golde
n
hu
e
.

No
w,
o
f
cours
e,
m
y
hai
r
i
s
muc
h
darke
r.
M
y
bear
d
an
d
mustach
e
hav
e
t
o
b
e
colore
d
t
o
matc
h
what’
s
o
n
to
p.I
wea
r
glasse
s
wit
h
clea
r
lense
s.I
wea
r
hat
s
quit
e
ofte
n.
Mor
e
ofte
n
tha
n
I
eve
r
wor
e
the
m
befor
e
th
e
operatio
n.
I’v
e
als
o
pu
t
o
n
fiftee
n
pound
s
o
f
muscl
e
b
y
workin
g
ou
t
regularl
y
wit
h
fre
e
weight
s
a
t
m
y
apartmen
t.
M
y
ches
t
an
d
uppe
r
tors
o
hav
e
al
l
expande
d
noticeabl
y.
I’
m
i
n
th
e
fines
t
physica
l
conditio
n
o
f
m
y
lif
e
.