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settling onto the hood. After a considering look, he started pouring sugar into his coffee, stirring it with a filthy pen from his pocket.
    “Which you are you playing against?” Kaye asked, drawing up her knees.
    He looked up at her with a snort. “Did you come here to fuck with me? Coffee is cheap.”
    “Geez, I’m just talking. Who’s winning?”
    Corny smirked. “He is, for now. Come on,what are you really doing here? People do not visit me. Being social to me is, like, tempting the Apocalypse or something.”
    “How come?”
    Corny hopped down again with a groan as another car pulled up in front of the gas pump. She watched him sell a carton of cigarettes and fill the tank. She wondered if the owner would hire a sixteen-year-old girl—her last paycheck wasn’t going to stretch much further. Corny had worked here when he was younger than she was now.
    “Corny,” she said when he came back, “do you know of any small CD stores in Red Bank?”
    “Trying to bribe me for a ride?”
    She sighed. “Paranoid. I just want to know what it’s called.”
    He shrugged, playing out a couple more moves without editorial comment. “My comic book store is next to some CD store, but I don’t know the name.”
    “What comics do you read?”
    “Are you saying that you read comics?” Corny looked defensive, like maybe she was leading him into some verbal trap.
    “Sure.
Batman. Lenore. Too Much Coffee Man
. Used to read
Sandman,
of course.”
    Corny regarded her speculatively for a moment, then finally relented. “I used to read X-everything, but I read a lot of Japanese stuff now.”
    “Like
Akira
?”
    He shook his head. “Nah. Girl comics—the ones with the pretty boys and girls. Hey, do you know what
shonen-ai
is?” His expression was dubious.
    “I wish I could speak some Japanese,” Kaye said, shaking her head.
    Corny smirked. “I thought you
were
Japanese.”
    She shrugged. “So says my mom. My dad was part of some local glam-goth band my mother worshipped in high school. Very new wave. I never met him. It was a groupie thing.”
    “Wild.”
    “I guess.”
    A car pulled into the station, but instead of parking in front of the pumps, it stopped next to Corny’s car. A dark-skinned kid got out.
    “Nice of you to show up today,” Corny said, tossing him a set of the keys.
    “I said I was sorry, man,” the kid said.
    Turning to Kaye, Corny said, “Where you going now?”
    Kaye shrugged.
    “You want to come with? You could hang out and wait for Janet to get home.”
    She nodded. “Sure.”
    They walked over to the trailer together.
    He switched on the TV and walked back to his room. “I’m going to check my mail.”
    Kaye nodded and sat down on the couch,only then feeling a little awkward. It was weird to be in Janet’s house without Janet. She flipped through the channels, settling on Cartoon Network.
    After a few minutes, when he didn’t return, she went back to his room. Corny’s room was as unlike Janet’s as a room could be. There were bookshelves on all the walls, filled to overflowing with paperbacks and comics. Corny was sitting at a desk that looked like it could barely hold up the equipment piled on it. Another box of wires and what looked like computer innards was next to his feet.
    He was tapping on his keyboard and grunted as she came in. “Almost done.”
    Kaye sat down on the edge of his bed the way she would have if she was in Janet’s room and picked up the nearest comic. It was all in Japanese. Blond hero and heroine—she always thought it was weird there were so many blonds in anime—bad guy with really, really long black hair and a cool headpiece. A cute, fat ball with bat wings fluttering around as a sidekick. She flipped a little further. Hero naked and lashed in the bad guy’s bed. She stopped flipping and stared at the picture. The blond’s head was thrown back in either ecstasy or terror as the villain licked one of his nipples.
    She looked up at Corny and held out