"Matt? No," Danny says, quieter now. "He was a Wall Street trader. Respectable, got to work in the city, and he saved me from really falling into a hole when the marriage went south. He used to bring a six-pack of beer to the motel room when me and Rachel split."
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Date: 2011-10-05 08:54 pm (UTC)