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TheyweregoingtoFlorida——threeboysandthreegirls——andwhentheyboardedthebus，theywerecarryingsandwichesandwineinaerbags，dreamingofgoldenbeachesandseatidesasthegraycoldofNewYorkvanishedbehindthem。
AsthebusassedthroughNewJersey，theybegantonoticeVingo。
Hesatinfrontofthem，dressedinalain，ill-fittingsuit，nevermoving，hisdustyfacemaskinghisage。
Hechewedtheinsideofhislialot，frozenintosomeersonalcocoonofsilence。
Deeintothenight，outsideWashington，thebusulledintoaHowardJohnsons，andeverybodygotoffexcetVingo。
Hesatrootedinhisseat，andtheyoungeolebegantowonderabouthim，tryingtoimaginehislife:erhashewasaseacatain，arunawayformhiswife，anoldsoldiergoinghome。
Whentheywentbacktothebus，oneofthegirlssatbesidehimandintroducedherself。
“WeregoingtoFlorida，”
shesaidbrightly，“Ihearitsbeautiful。”
“Itis。”
hesaidquietly，asifrememberingsomethinghehadtriedtoforget。
“Wantsomewine?”
shesaid。
Hesmiledandtookaswig。
Hethankedherandretreatedagainintohissilence。
Afterawhile，shewentbacktotheothers，andVingonoddedinslee。
Inthemorning，theyawokeoutsideanotherHowardJohnsons，andthistimeVingowentin。
Thegirlinsistedthathejointhem。
Heseemedveryshy，andorderedblackcoffeeandsmokednervouslyastheyoungeolechatteredaboutsleeingonbeaches。
Whentheyreturnedtothebus，thegirlsatwithVingoagain，andafterawhile，slowlyandainfully，hetoldhisstory。
HehadbeeninjailinNewYorkfortheastfouryears，andnowhewasgoinghome。
“Areyoumarried?”
“Idontknow。”
“Youdontknow?”
shesaid。
“Well，whenIwasinthecanIwrotetomywife，”
hesaid，“ItoldherthatIwasgoingtobeawayalongtime，andthatifshecouldn’tstandit，ifthekidsketaskingquestions，ifithurttoomuch，well，shecouldjustforgetme。
I’dunderstand。
Getanewguy，Isaid-she’sawonderfulwoman，reallysomething-andforgetaboutme。
Itoldhershedidn’thavetowritemeornothing。
Andshedidnt。
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