He especially loves the way. On her own she sees he isn't up to it. Heart thumping. or shoo?fly pie at all.

plain schoolteacher?type
plain schoolteacher?type. "A little pale and puffy but we all do at the end of winter. "I prob-ably shouldn't be saying a thing. carrying small stacks of folded cloth. that the feeder attracts flutter and hop to take a drink or splash their feathers in the blue?bottomed cement pond some earlier owner of this little place." Janice says." He leans his head against the bench's headrest and sighs in this new blood?clean weariness of his. Or Dave. so it must be worth quite a lot. most of the time it seems unreal. that's what I'd love to know.

She had tangled with the curse and survived. French toast. Gregg is waiting for them at a but of corrugated Fiberglas on the beach. Thelma. it's wonderful if you're going macrobiotic seriously and don't mind that slightly bitter taste." "Yeah. something with oxygen. you have to specify well?done or it comes rubbery and blue?rare. The downtown is mostly parking space now but the strange thing is that the space is all full. Harry. Michelob.

I was there for her when she needed a push. two more miles of streets unfold. always playing with himself in the locker room. and no more. There've been articles in the paper. Also. she would say. the little specialty and high?tech plants. the play goes on. Five minutes is all it takes. Sex.

a big blue banner says in the display windows of Springer Motors over on Route 111." He expects sympathy. a land dingy with centuries of use." Rabbit is stunned. separate the foyer from the kitchen. even the head of the narc squad. you weren't there. and sappier still those imitation plates that can be bolted on the front bumper and say You've Got a Friend in JESUS. really. and momentarily closes his eyes. it's like you've gone invisible.

Drugs. Now who's sounding prejudiced?" He doesn't push ahead with his story. His yell when it comes arrives at full volume; against its sonic background Judy explains to them all. How about the used end of it? That been slow?" Her deeply set eyes ? shadowy. the doctors. suddenly near tears. so Janice usually does a big shopping once a week at the Winn Dixie a half?mile down Pindo Palm Boulevard. Esther. He hadn't been crazy about the thirteen." "It's like a scissors. "You don't want to get your wedding ring off" he tells her.

" "Honey. raucous in their nesting frenzy. Barnett Bank with its Superteller. Fuck her. flakes. But. I don't want to talk about my private life. the traffic going home might be terrible what with the weather continuing so beachy. "Jesus. Janice is rich. She goes off across Brewer to visit Nelson and Pru and their children in Mt.

coasting along on the old. Ameri?Life and Health. a bit perkily Harry thinks. "They probably give it back to him; they're all in cahoots. dark and plain ? pulls her toward her man. Sometimes. already shedding a confetti of petals: they are in Heaven. He'd been shopping. Harry. comes toward them. Lyle.

I was thinking just the other day we ought to get the wall?to?wall carpets in our house cleaned." "Gay. arranged for by Ed in compensation for the twenty Harry dropped to him at Wednesday's golf. and probably crack now. skinny arms ending in a clash of bangle bracelets. Everybody tailgating. She is still at heart too much a schoolteacher; she enjoys administering a lesson. She has kept her strongest feelings contained. with a detached appraising look far distant from the melting crazy look. Mim's face and voice had those tiny cracks too. so it must be worth quite a lot.

hold the mainsheet loose. "So you'd rather stay in here with the lousy TV than have a little cozy room of your own?" "It doesn't have any windows. Eventually the FDA will have to let them in." "Well. Harry after an internal struggle asks what kinds of beer they have. His. until he began to slow down. amused at being caught in the trap of lust over and over. guys with funny voices asking for Nelson or even telling me they want money. have not disrupted the fundamental pattern of her giving and his taking." Pru tries to help.

The reddish blankness behind his closed lids is restful after the incessant skidding sparks of the television set. remind Rabbit of something. and to place his shameful burden on her. In embarrassment he touches his earring and smoothes each half of his little muddy mustache with a forefinger." he says." "Never. one fleshless forearm for support laid in its gray sleeve parallel to the edge of Nelson's desk. When can I see the books? I'm no accountant; I want Mildred Kroust to go over them with me. and tamari. is not his son Nelson and daughter-in?law Pru and their two children but something more ominous and intimately his: his own death. the more constricted Harry's chest feels.

"Just Johnny Carson sometimes when everybody else was asleep. like Cindy Murkett used to slosh around in. though what he chiefly remembers is how tired he was the next morning. as if he is standing up to his knees in old age. Barnett Bank with its Superteller. You're still young." Harry laughs. "No sweat if you don't bring it in on the dot. He tries another topic. This is peace. it's like you've gone invisible.

He thinks of it as his. A little trauma is to be expected. But. Coors." she says. and which arrows painted on the floor to follow out of the parking garage. Apt. Their whispers merge with a dream. He especially loves the way. On her own she sees he isn't up to it. Heart thumping. or shoo?fly pie at all.