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• It was twelve weekends earlier that I'd gone to visit Abe Black in Coney Island.

  the boardwalk, likefunnel cakesandcotton candyandhotdogs. Itwas analmost perfect day,except thatAbedidn't know anything aboutthekey orabout Dad.Hesaid hewas driving intoManhattan andcould givemearide ifIwanted one. Itold him, "Idon't getincars with strangers, andhow didyou know Iwas going toManhattan?" Hesaid, "We're not strangers, andIdon't know howIknew." "Doyouhave anSUV?" "No.""Good. Doyou have agas-electric hybridcar?" "No." "Bad." While wewere inthe carItold himallabout howIwas going tomee...