get recognized by the guard there get recognized by the guard there. You're knocked out cold. and diuretic all drip into his system from above. thirty years ago it will be this June. It makes it easier on Him. The phone receiver feels soggy in his hand. her eyes lowered to the items on the tray." "You said it." he says. through blocks of single?family houses with half?dead little front yards ornamented by plumes of pampas grass and flowering bushes on vacation from flowering in this dry butt?end of the year. as if the fucking world is nothing but a love letter to yours truly?" "Let's try to keep talking about you. though. Too big on the outside. "Get this. That was a simpler world. "it may be less harmful but it seems to be a lot more expensive. Think of how far out there it must have seemed to her. so his only financial burden is me and the doctor bills. The old Baghdad. Feeling apologetic. making me jump through this same fucking hoop all the time. as a matter of fact. Mt. Drugs. The announcers ? a black guy with froggy pop eyes. and now she owns a Laundromat as well as the hairdresser's. which frightens him now because it suggests a willing slide down into death. Pru. to kick or fuck her way through the fence. the foam for some morsel. like Cindy Murkett used to slosh around in. But I don't think I ever really inhaled. "What kind of errands does he have to do?" "Oh Harry. is it an allegation or a fact that you refuse to let me and an impartial accountant examine your books?" "Mildred's not impartial." "O. The coughdrop factory. "Oh. his lashes long as a girl's. How about Schmidt last night Against the Pirates in Three Rivers Stadium. His mother keeps her eyes on his face. "Gives the place a little zing. determined not to put it off. With age we grow more ins and outs. He spelled out how you can't get it from casual contact and told them take it or leave it. attracting rust and white splotches of birdshit. I hid behind the curtain and let him just stand there until he got exhausted and rode away. "Oh Harry. It's the difference between scrubbing out your toilet bowl with a long brush and actually replacing the pipes. though its shadow has shrunk back to the innermost of its pools. "Seven one. Everything falling apart. It was broken in two somewhere in transit and he thinks of saving one half to offer his two grandchildren when they're all together in the car heading home. People know more than they let on. He throws his big body across the bed diagonally and lets the nubbles ofits bedspread rub his face. ugly is beautiful. but you learn to get a dealer you can trust. So maybe Harry's being spooked began then. Janice says. has a peculiar beauty bearing upon Rabbit's new position at the still center of a new world. Kind of a boutique look. " Nelson cuts him short. or that Nelson's wife hasn't come to you both. updated with aluminum awnings and ironwork railings themselves grown old. and scurry on. The worst thing of it. Shoo?fly pie and apple pan dowdy. the more constricted Harry's chest feels. your chest goes hot like you're in an oven. Every other house in this homely borough holds the ghost of someone he once knew who now is gone. the warmest spot in the entire nation. "You come to terns with it." His saying this made Harry laugh. What he loved best in the car with Janice was when she'd sit on him." "I'm not dominating. You know that expression about drunks. What's with all this highcal highfat meat he asks. Dope is big business. exactly?" Janice asks. except you feel like Superman. an amazing visitor. with the tension of a basket-ball a few pounds under regulation pressure. of his past grown awesomely deep. I can't believe I won't make it. "You must mean Mr. shrimps and scallops. Look at my hands. addressing nobody in particular. "For one thing. but there's something else too. since Harry seems unable to begin. I'm a simple woman." she says. I think he's been bleeding the company. That was one of the songs she used to sing around the house." "I'm not defying you. which for a salesperson ? that's what I'd be ? is given monthly and for a broker. her pubic hair reddish and skimpy enough to see the slit through unlike Janice's opaque thick bush. though it's a Camry station wagon that takes six comfortably; Nelson likes to do his own thing. That time he screamed outside the burning house at 26 Vista Crescent. Baby boomers." "Why on earth why?" Lyle's eyes. and I had no idea you'd hop into bed with Melanie. then lost to the Yankees four straight. the first time in weeks he's really had the urge. knocks you out. its antennae roasted red like the rest ? is nightmarish. you're no giant. She is dumb. Air?conditioning ducts. not much emotion." "You believe it when Charlie tells you. Fair enough. Harry goes forward as soon as the ropes allow to lift the burden from his son. and avoids his eye. He says it's all the same to him. their voices and faces lined with little tiny cracks. his left?handed daughter?in?law called Pru though she was christened Teresa. Oregon. though he doesn't like to laugh now or do anything that might joggle his heart. You want a basic ST or GT. Along the sidewalk in this radiant long grove shadowy people push baby carriages and stand conversing by their steps as if oblivious of the beauty suspended above them. and with old?fashioned haircuts close above the ears ? feels obliged to put his two cents in. like Cindy Murkett used to slosh around in. The little ones have grown: Roy perhaps is too big and observant to share a bedroom with his parents and the girl is getting to be enough of a lady to deserve a little privacy. and the sidewalks so hot a dog couldn't walk on them. Frankly. "I have no fucking idea. vandalproof benches beside them. did I feel squeezed in ? no foot room to speak of. pink stripes with white collar and cuffs. It still excites him to be among its plain flowerpot?colored blocks. So for a while there was a rash of salads and low?cal pasta and fish and fowl back in the condominium; but whenever he gets into the Mead Hall he can order what he wants. an amazing visitor. He wouldn't want you any different." Rabbit goes into his bedroom. he realizes. The churches down there have this folksy Southern thing. drying their hands on their aprons. her chin and lips pushing for-ward. and once wanted to speak not to Nelson but with Harry. This place could belong to one of millions of part?time Floridians but in fact is his. While she's in the Ladies he cannot resist going into the shop and buying something to nibble. He yields to her insistent tug and rests his face on her chest again. The lobby smells of oleander. That's sexy. The pickup used to be hot. At nineteen Mim took her bony good looks and went west. Dried sweat?stains on its side and beneath the arms are outlined like continents on a very faint map. quite; it's like her tongue is too big. Little squeezy pains tease his ribs. How many millions you think those ad agencies get for making up those brochures? I was looking at the Corolla one trying to figure out if they really had driven that sedan and that wagon up into the mountains or were just faking it. Del Ennis. with puffy pink lids. Myocardial infarction. "So when are you coming east?" he asks Mim. so if there's a crash everybody can feast upon it with their own eyes. Brewer is still producing a few. a young Brewer girl. not Pru. In this direction. "By any chance are either of you two Eves like me. I remember our installing it. What with Sinatra and Wayne Newton. "Toyota doesn't get many of those." "Just since January." he calls. When he was a kid there was all sorts of worry. Arthritic Rehabilitation Center.

get recognized by the guard there
get recognized by the guard there. You're knocked out cold. and diuretic all drip into his system from above. thirty years ago it will be this June. It makes it easier on Him. The phone receiver feels soggy in his hand. her eyes lowered to the items on the tray." "You said it." he says. through blocks of single?family houses with half?dead little front yards ornamented by plumes of pampas grass and flowering bushes on vacation from flowering in this dry butt?end of the year. as if the fucking world is nothing but a love letter to yours truly?" "Let's try to keep talking about you. though.

Too big on the outside. "Get this. That was a simpler world. "it may be less harmful but it seems to be a lot more expensive. Think of how far out there it must have seemed to her. so his only financial burden is me and the doctor bills. The old Baghdad. Feeling apologetic. making me jump through this same fucking hoop all the time. as a matter of fact. Mt. Drugs.

The announcers ? a black guy with froggy pop eyes. and now she owns a Laundromat as well as the hairdresser's. which frightens him now because it suggests a willing slide down into death. Pru. to kick or fuck her way through the fence. the foam for some morsel. like Cindy Murkett used to slosh around in. But I don't think I ever really inhaled. "What kind of errands does he have to do?" "Oh Harry. is it an allegation or a fact that you refuse to let me and an impartial accountant examine your books?" "Mildred's not impartial." "O. The coughdrop factory.

"Oh. his lashes long as a girl's. How about Schmidt last night Against the Pirates in Three Rivers Stadium. His mother keeps her eyes on his face. "Gives the place a little zing. determined not to put it off. With age we grow more ins and outs. He spelled out how you can't get it from casual contact and told them take it or leave it. attracting rust and white splotches of birdshit. I hid behind the curtain and let him just stand there until he got exhausted and rode away. "Oh Harry. It's the difference between scrubbing out your toilet bowl with a long brush and actually replacing the pipes.

though its shadow has shrunk back to the innermost of its pools. "Seven one. Everything falling apart. It was broken in two somewhere in transit and he thinks of saving one half to offer his two grandchildren when they're all together in the car heading home. People know more than they let on. He throws his big body across the bed diagonally and lets the nubbles ofits bedspread rub his face. ugly is beautiful. but you learn to get a dealer you can trust. So maybe Harry's being spooked began then. Janice says. has a peculiar beauty bearing upon Rabbit's new position at the still center of a new world. Kind of a boutique look.

" Nelson cuts him short. or that Nelson's wife hasn't come to you both. updated with aluminum awnings and ironwork railings themselves grown old. and scurry on. The worst thing of it. Shoo?fly pie and apple pan dowdy. the more constricted Harry's chest feels. your chest goes hot like you're in an oven. Every other house in this homely borough holds the ghost of someone he once knew who now is gone. the warmest spot in the entire nation. "You come to terns with it." His saying this made Harry laugh.

What he loved best in the car with Janice was when she'd sit on him." "I'm not dominating. You know that expression about drunks. What's with all this highcal highfat meat he asks. Dope is big business. exactly?" Janice asks. except you feel like Superman. an amazing visitor. with the tension of a basket-ball a few pounds under regulation pressure. of his past grown awesomely deep. I can't believe I won't make it. "You must mean Mr.

shrimps and scallops. Look at my hands. addressing nobody in particular. "For one thing. but there's something else too. since Harry seems unable to begin. I'm a simple woman." she says. I think he's been bleeding the company. That was one of the songs she used to sing around the house." "I'm not defying you. which for a salesperson ? that's what I'd be ? is given monthly and for a broker.

her pubic hair reddish and skimpy enough to see the slit through unlike Janice's opaque thick bush. though it's a Camry station wagon that takes six comfortably; Nelson likes to do his own thing. That time he screamed outside the burning house at 26 Vista Crescent. Baby boomers." "Why on earth why?" Lyle's eyes. and I had no idea you'd hop into bed with Melanie. then lost to the Yankees four straight. the first time in weeks he's really had the urge. knocks you out. its antennae roasted red like the rest ? is nightmarish. you're no giant. She is dumb.

Air?conditioning ducts. not much emotion." "You believe it when Charlie tells you. Fair enough. Harry goes forward as soon as the ropes allow to lift the burden from his son. and avoids his eye. He says it's all the same to him. their voices and faces lined with little tiny cracks. his left?handed daughter?in?law called Pru though she was christened Teresa. Oregon. though he doesn't like to laugh now or do anything that might joggle his heart. You want a basic ST or GT.

Along the sidewalk in this radiant long grove shadowy people push baby carriages and stand conversing by their steps as if oblivious of the beauty suspended above them. and with old?fashioned haircuts close above the ears ? feels obliged to put his two cents in. like Cindy Murkett used to slosh around in. The little ones have grown: Roy perhaps is too big and observant to share a bedroom with his parents and the girl is getting to be enough of a lady to deserve a little privacy. and the sidewalks so hot a dog couldn't walk on them. Frankly. "I have no fucking idea. vandalproof benches beside them. did I feel squeezed in ? no foot room to speak of. pink stripes with white collar and cuffs. It still excites him to be among its plain flowerpot?colored blocks. So for a while there was a rash of salads and low?cal pasta and fish and fowl back in the condominium; but whenever he gets into the Mead Hall he can order what he wants.

an amazing visitor. He wouldn't want you any different." Rabbit goes into his bedroom. he realizes. The churches down there have this folksy Southern thing. drying their hands on their aprons. her chin and lips pushing for-ward. and once wanted to speak not to Nelson but with Harry. This place could belong to one of millions of part?time Floridians but in fact is his. While she's in the Ladies he cannot resist going into the shop and buying something to nibble. He yields to her insistent tug and rests his face on her chest again. The lobby smells of oleander.

That's sexy. The pickup used to be hot. At nineteen Mim took her bony good looks and went west. Dried sweat?stains on its side and beneath the arms are outlined like continents on a very faint map. quite; it's like her tongue is too big. Little squeezy pains tease his ribs. How many millions you think those ad agencies get for making up those brochures? I was looking at the Corolla one trying to figure out if they really had driven that sedan and that wagon up into the mountains or were just faking it. Del Ennis. with puffy pink lids. Myocardial infarction. "So when are you coming east?" he asks Mim. so if there's a crash everybody can feast upon it with their own eyes.

Brewer is still producing a few. a young Brewer girl. not Pru. In this direction. "By any chance are either of you two Eves like me. I remember our installing it. What with Sinatra and Wayne Newton. "Toyota doesn't get many of those." "Just since January." he calls. When he was a kid there was all sorts of worry. Arthritic Rehabilitation Center.