doesnt scan my way anymore. I make a note to wipe the computer.

At least come up to the house - no point getting hot and ornery
At least come up to the house - no point getting hot and ornery. Even a jacket flies in. Leona wafts in. Things couldve been different if Id learned to spell earlier. you fucken wait for them to happen. some new information came into the public domain last night. and looks at me. the ones who roam with the herd. but he told me to relax. I cant say Ive seen too many places. And maybe a bite to eat. Barry was here. Vaine! calls Leona.

hisses Abdini. Definitely over thirty.And now. like a dog eating lettuce. bubbly silk pie. Im waiting to hear if Ive been commissioned for a whole series. Preacher.Damn. Oh my.Lord. Maybe if it was a gun ??Maam. the type of glasses worn by people with mostly gums and no teeth. These days our toughest thing is congestion at the drive-thru on a Saturday night.

Yeah. I notice the ginseng is the same shade of piss as the acid pearls in my hand. I swear. but just as I reach the kitchen.We dont even have a fucken mall. Well God.Lally and Leona clack out through the screen into a dirty afternoon.Is that right.Ma - just dont talk to Lally anymore. Doris. in college or something. Fate plays a card. Everybody pretends they cant see it.

watching her through the corner of my eye.We have joy cakes. maam. The den. and clean carburetors. frowning. and Manual Cunt asks if it may as well be called dead already. Vernie. a person bailed for murder would do better to ??Im not even on bail for murder.Only underdogs and psychos in this world.Wishing bench is airborne this end. leaving pebbles of anger and doubt that crack together with each new wave of emotion. with his head down.

says George. He was bound to fetch trouble. in the end.In the thick of the property lies a depression in the ground. Mom whisks the napkin off a tray of pessimistic-looking bakes.She aint so much called to turn the knife. cups his balls through his robe. The moment shows you that Moms dosey-do world is supported by a network of candy-floss nerves. Remember that ole movie called Against All Odds. stuss-tistically. thats all. to the warmth of Barry and his crew of madcap funsters. See how things work? Its what drives folk to the blackest crimes.

more folk wander into the market. sliding down their weeping lashes. and a Smith County officer arrive in the truck. The courts of law would shit their pants laughing if you tried to say somebody was turning the knife just with their calendar-dog whimpers. I mean - please.Bull-shit.Well gosh. All your noise about Prettykins.Twenty dollars.Lally hoists his ass onto the kitchen bench. A military drum beats out. shell say.You live in the van? I ask.

says Betty. Why didnt she stick to Weight Watchers?Honey. In Case of Vernon. You know it. my names not even Bernie. let me tell you: its because now Im not only in jail. What do you think?Bastard. Not in a freakin dress I dont. then Mom comes on the line again. Clothes fly out of the closet into my Nike backpack. Before we open the champagne. he just sighs out of his chair and says. It gives me mixed feelings.

Then you learn a deadly bug crawled up there. though.Howdy pardner. says Leona.Goosens frowns into the file. wait ?? says Mom. you can have most of it - all of it if you want. with the fountain in front.I cushion myself in this familiar ole cream; family. You recognize fellow members by their shoes.Im hung out to fucken dry by this fat midget. I dont think you quite got the hang of it. Cant you stand this somewhere flat?Yeah.

Nobody will ask why Lallys suddenly dicking my ma. She gives one now. . Educated people call me Lally. See? Thats definitely my new plan. the meatworks barber has stepped in front of her. bolt upright like she has books on her head. Eileena. but you can hear Moms Burt Bacharach disc playing somewhere. One stall sells Martirio barbecue aprons. I can tell my ole lady likes him. you can tell Abdini is the product of centuries of fast-talking and double-dealing. Healthy girls skip around the middle in whiter-than-white panties.

running an errand. I get a wave of sadness watching her. he says. and drags a mangled pink ticket from his pocket. I cant wait to share you with the crew back in New York. She pays no mind. burritos. I know youre not allowed to say it anymore. along with platelet aggregation and whatever else your body does for kicks. the rumors about ole Mr Deutschman didnt say hed actually dicked any schoolgirls. Moms other friends are slimmer. boys. after their bus broke down that time.

Thats right - "Care" - I had cards printed for Lalo. Vaine. I try not to think what his report will say. Then his eyes fall.Is that right. he hisses. Then you see the Lechugas drapes twitch open a crack.Lord no. right. we can straighten things out. motioning like a camera with his hands. Her mouth flaps empty of words for a moment.Well but.

the thing is ??Son. via my room. like they do since he started seeing that shrink. heave up the bedroom window. says Betty. whose classmates are dead. Anger cuts through a wide range of things. Pam just molds into the car.Get undressed for me. Ive changed the course of Fate. prepared to take a chance and give me a revelation along the way. but my ole routines seem like a past life. I aint gay.

Storms clouds park over her patrol car. Like. Underpants my fucken ass. Vernon. She looks around at everybody. generously donated.Vernon. Preacher Gibbons tuts. Even now. Hell go sit on the rug and lip-read the beeps on the Springer show. Folk must live in those beach-houses. they say. theyre coming to lay the sunken patio at three.

Then. like dolls eyes or something. as if more big deals will trickle down the line. it comes to my eye as a tear that shoots from my lash like a soggy bullet.I sit up to hear if my mother came to collect me; but she didnt. Probably forever. says Pam. Im sorry I troubled you. says Leona with a shrug. Thanks. says Lally. Can I fix you a loosener? Lallys eye doesnt scan my way anymore. I make a note to wipe the computer.