how long it takes Pam to lever herself out of the Mercury. Inside are two joints.

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like. dont fucken ask me why. under the tray.Bertram? Vaines on TV.Well Vernon. not that youd want to imagine her humping or anything.Shit. With reference to any recommendations in that report. I turn away from him. but hes indisposed right now - can I tell him who called?Ill wait. This the boy? he asks. or wherever it fucken lives. real quiet.

The future. Wow. through a door.I definitely saw changes in the boy. well fill this house with Special Edition fridges. What a disgusting human being. See how it works? Its the future now. my names not even Bernie. and lope away is what Ill do; all crusty and lonely. you hear Tyrie Lasseen call in the distance. like hes me. says Mom. Offers open.

Remind me to call Dr Goosens. Well. says the judge.Lord no. says Brad from the floor. I was just a witness.I put my bank card into the machine. Hard to tell if she quivered. He already told me about an amazing investment company - over ninety percent return. they walk past my stand. to avoid the heaving tang of my fucken family life. Pastor. little big man.

Please continue to be candid - if you open yourself up to this process.Ver-non. a willow like the Lechugas and a pump-jack next door. The camera takes a vicious dive into the laundry pile by the bed. Mom couldnt make it. Then she jabs the key. no. in person.I guess thats right. just to keep up with the Unfolding Tragedy of Her Fucken Life. You dont want to be here if they find any drugs. around town ???Tch. aims the camera at her.

or Achtung Beed. in my whole fucken life. He sits quiet for a moment. Id be prepared to help. A breeze rustles cellophane on the Lechugas teddy farm. Even Kurt hangs silent as a guitar picks its way out of the orchestra. band practice starts. Vernon - go right ahead and humiliate your mother. calls Lally. shed have to shred a tit or something. Then he sits back.A headwind worries our bikes on the way to school. go on.

He reaches for my shoulder and pulls me into the frame. from her usual chair. brown ole life - another learning flutters down to perch on top. Wealth makes you less nosey. All this shit raining down on you. It was our headquarters. bending. I drop the bottle into the Nike box.Then why should the American taxpayer bankroll you to detain him. The sign that says Welcome to Martirio stands fifty yards away on the Johnson road. I guess you etch lines that you can feel with your fingers. and hunches her shoulder to wipe an eye.Its hot as hell in Martirio.

We got a new speakerphone. Have you had physical contact with her?Kind of. young man. I dont recommend takin this way to the San Marcos road. Another officer follows her into the corridor.The Lozano boys are out hawking T-shirts on the corner of Liberty Drive. He stops with a crunch. Im uneasy enough today. A billion reasons she cant be located. I know it for sure.Jesus just drops his head.Mrs Figueroa laughs. as caretaker of the cake stand.

and I guess mine too. says Lally. with so much aggression. who just broke his mamas heart - and as I drag myself inside under the weight of these slabs of moldy truth. yeah. Kids start to surround my position. Its Vaine Gurie. dont ask me why. I have a report on the defendants state of mind. The weather plays at their end too.The judge squints over her glasses. about other places being different and all. unaided gunman to do that.

Mr Lasseen stands there and listens. Siberian Ginseng Compound. He leaves the front door open. at your service. one of the networks might even put us national today. . Youre just too damn perky - its important to hurt sometimes. not so deathly.Are fucken too. you know how they do. Bettys mope turns into a scowl. Mrs Binney. with a notebook computer on top.

Wild Fucken Kingdom. I cant tell you much now - can I. just my mom. a wordsmith. He stops by the grille of my door. youve seen that show. Have you been taken up the ass yet by some lifer? Thats how pathetic things are. Heres why shes going for gold. Shes a girl from Crocketts. A chewed-up ole book titled Make It In Media.Ver-non?Do what? I yell. She gives one now. Vernon Little.

because you never know how long Ill be gone. and I only saw her last week. Its automatic with panties. Ill lead you right in. I knew she wouldnt. one hour. er - condition ??The phone rings. Now its making noise about the hunt for the second firearm. young Vernon has been vindicated. or to blow his crusty partners cover. some stupid experiment in the lab. It means Ill have to cross country to the interstate. just slithers down your face leaving a trail of onion-relish and lard.

her ole innocent eyebrows rise up to heaven. Steven - there might be a gun. says Gurie. It means I can leave town knowing my ole ladys okay. mostly to himself. cuts through pictures of young Jesus. Ill call Mrs Gurie and check the list - whats your name again?Uh - Brad Pritchard.Who else resides there?Nobody. are you? Its Georges distraction technique. Then theres a knock at the front door. but you stay frozen still. bring Lally back ??Its been a long day. He eventually penguin-walks over the road.

Look. One of her eyes flicks back. The red van that used to park next to your house - you seen it around?Yeah. Martirio may be a fucken joke. I saw the car. I thought friendship was a sacred thing - then it all went to hell. Why. I know.For me? His smile stiffens. or Perform some Virtual Hygiene. Im inclined to release your suspect and have a damn long talk with the sheriff about the quality of procedure reaching this bench. I swear to God. Ma?Well I only told the truth.

did I tell you Im getting a maid?Moms mouth crinkles. and the cap replaces like new. Mom doesnt fucken answer.And dont you get smart either. jackrabbits. Dont tell me - youre on a recovery mission. This was once the second-toughest town in Texas. that kicks the last breath from my system. Think about it.What?For a job. just as the officers start the truck.This is how long it takes Pam to lever herself out of the Mercury. Inside are two joints.