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had passed it along to her to give to the doctor. "Benson?" as she nodded affirmatively. " A little cerebral palsy hand. Carved in what?" "Red coral. I'm pretty sure that's red coral." "Hey, when you see Washington, gee I gotta look him up, if you see him before me, tell him thanks. This is so neat. He knows I treat C.P.?" "Doctor! Everybody knows you! Goodness. Anyway, Washington said the hand was given to him to give to you, although, I think, in fact I'm sure he added the chain. But, is it a palsied hand? Mmmm, nah.. I don't see it as a cerebral palsy hand, myself. Looks ethnic, doesn't it?" "Ethnic? So who.. what's Washington doing these days? Don't tell me, senator?" "Better than that. He's moved up in the organization, so to speak, definite successor to Frank." "Oh man. Damn. I gotta get back there. That place has never left me. I carry it everywhere. It is in me." The congress lady just stared at him wondering, silently, and slipped, "More than you know. You really don't have a clue." "Hmm? What? The squid thing?" As she laughed and waved him off dropping her polished professional diction for old time style, "Honey, you are somethin else. Every chile on the hill talks about Jazz Man and his squid kid. They all know the drummer. But the little ones would stand in line to actually see the squid hisself. You're part of story time. Big time." Then, as the doctor was laughing, head bowed shaking side to side, rubbing his upper lip with his right hand, flashing back to story time, she asked him to do her a personal favor so that