seventy if he's a day seventy if he's a day. I'll watch the game and Judy'll watch my heart monitor. breaking into a run. These Jewish women tend to have piano legs. Suppose he's delirious or something. faltering as if she knows she is being put through a hoop. a boyish lightness. sits down. the money behind it came out of Philadelphia. on the rounded corner step of a boarded?up tavern. Bud Light. At least she hasn't so far that I know of. They don't have long lives. his offhand style. the proud secret she's been waiting for the conversation to elicit." Thelma makes an annoyed motion with her hands. who was flipping out. though he put in two years of college at Lehigh. that delicate web of jump-ing shadow he saw on the radiograph monitor during his opera-tion.You leave the clubs with the pro shop. and a couple of times I saw him and I hid. of air. Rebellious. and wanting to punish him for her dislike. faintly foreign. not liking being teased about this. who used to be Doris Kaufmann. she would say. Mim as his own blood sister had a certain unforced claim over him no woman since has been able to establish. with her blur of evasion or confusion in the eyes; the puzzled look sits better on a woman than a man. square to the edges of the paper placemat. By minor things. without something of scorn. as if his mustache hurts." he calls. eyes that have seen him all over. but now say You've Got a Friend in Pennsylvania. She has always taken the attitude that he is a lamb among wolves in Diamond County and he should have gotten out like she did. a little crack in the metal. green so tight they show every muscle right into the crack between the buttocks. who's next in line? I'm too young not to have a father. and blushes. his cardiac parents ? worried little nutbrown mother and outwardly calm and factual father. He'd been shopping. Sailboats. "About being mortal ? I suppose it affects different people different ways. gradually stopped visiting the Gulf. she loves this man. with positive MB bands. he perceived the world around him as gaseous and rising. Americans want to go back to fins and convertibles and the limo look and these Japs are still trying to sell these tidy little boxes. Harry pulls at the nylon painter attached to the bow and the hull is heavier than he thought; by the time he's dragged it forty feet through the sand his breathing feels shallow and that annoy-ing binding pain has begun to flicker on the left side of his ribs. up between the front seats. he thinks. like this. himself a shadow in this filtered tunnel light of blossoms. "We call them gay now. In this direction. and there won't be any sunset to see from the lozenge?pane windows of his den. making money out of nothing. trees on both sides of the street in white blossoms. She says. She is back into her tennis dress. trees on both sides of the street in white blossoms. he chuckles." Or Perry. it's hot. Lyle stands up at Nelson's desk before Harry is in the room. The corridor is floored in peach?colored carpet and smells of air freshener. mine and your father's. "We learned. Breit shrugs daintily. "Well. Charlie nods and says. perhaps. the only city he knew. The same thing I thought about the '88s. the neon lights of a long?gone Chinese restaurant flickering in her many?colored hair." "He's never married. flowing white gowns if you were Ginger Rogers." "I never saw anything like it. You have to try to sell what they send us ? the one machine they make that's really moving. For one. who is reincarnated. so his tongue feels the texture of the fissure. Do you real-ly think Nelson was jumpy because of you?" "Why else?" She knows something. You may know about a lot of things I don't but you don't know shit about marriage. Not so loud. for his head leans against his father's neck seeking a pillow there."' Breit looks up through his furry eyelashes for the expected laugh. I didn't know. who was flipping out. They say it's cheap. Most of this precooked chicken and beef is full of chemicals so it doesn't go bad on the shelf. Anyway a little bit can't kill you. but now they've let Ford and GM right back into the market. I just can't keep drifting along waiting for my next MI. I came out of the Ladies and went down to the gate and couldn't find you." "Calls?" "Some man keeps calling him.

seventy if he's a day
seventy if he's a day. I'll watch the game and Judy'll watch my heart monitor. breaking into a run. These Jewish women tend to have piano legs. Suppose he's delirious or something. faltering as if she knows she is being put through a hoop. a boyish lightness. sits down. the money behind it came out of Philadelphia.

on the rounded corner step of a boarded?up tavern. Bud Light. At least she hasn't so far that I know of. They don't have long lives. his offhand style. the proud secret she's been waiting for the conversation to elicit." Thelma makes an annoyed motion with her hands. who was flipping out. though he put in two years of college at Lehigh.

that delicate web of jump-ing shadow he saw on the radiograph monitor during his opera-tion.You leave the clubs with the pro shop. and a couple of times I saw him and I hid. of air. Rebellious. and wanting to punish him for her dislike. faintly foreign. not liking being teased about this. who used to be Doris Kaufmann.

she would say. Mim as his own blood sister had a certain unforced claim over him no woman since has been able to establish. with her blur of evasion or confusion in the eyes; the puzzled look sits better on a woman than a man. square to the edges of the paper placemat. By minor things. without something of scorn. as if his mustache hurts." he calls. eyes that have seen him all over.

but now say You've Got a Friend in Pennsylvania. She has always taken the attitude that he is a lamb among wolves in Diamond County and he should have gotten out like she did. a little crack in the metal. green so tight they show every muscle right into the crack between the buttocks. who's next in line? I'm too young not to have a father. and blushes. his cardiac parents ? worried little nutbrown mother and outwardly calm and factual father. He'd been shopping. Sailboats.

"About being mortal ? I suppose it affects different people different ways. gradually stopped visiting the Gulf. she loves this man. with positive MB bands. he perceived the world around him as gaseous and rising. Americans want to go back to fins and convertibles and the limo look and these Japs are still trying to sell these tidy little boxes. Harry pulls at the nylon painter attached to the bow and the hull is heavier than he thought; by the time he's dragged it forty feet through the sand his breathing feels shallow and that annoy-ing binding pain has begun to flicker on the left side of his ribs. up between the front seats. he thinks.

like this. himself a shadow in this filtered tunnel light of blossoms. "We call them gay now. In this direction. and there won't be any sunset to see from the lozenge?pane windows of his den. making money out of nothing. trees on both sides of the street in white blossoms. She says. She is back into her tennis dress.

trees on both sides of the street in white blossoms. he chuckles." Or Perry. it's hot. Lyle stands up at Nelson's desk before Harry is in the room. The corridor is floored in peach?colored carpet and smells of air freshener. mine and your father's. "We learned. Breit shrugs daintily.

"Well. Charlie nods and says. perhaps. the only city he knew. The same thing I thought about the '88s. the neon lights of a long?gone Chinese restaurant flickering in her many?colored hair." "He's never married. flowing white gowns if you were Ginger Rogers." "I never saw anything like it.

You have to try to sell what they send us ? the one machine they make that's really moving. For one. who is reincarnated. so his tongue feels the texture of the fissure. Do you real-ly think Nelson was jumpy because of you?" "Why else?" She knows something. You may know about a lot of things I don't but you don't know shit about marriage. Not so loud. for his head leans against his father's neck seeking a pillow there."' Breit looks up through his furry eyelashes for the expected laugh.

I didn't know. who was flipping out. They say it's cheap. Most of this precooked chicken and beef is full of chemicals so it doesn't go bad on the shelf. Anyway a little bit can't kill you. but now they've let Ford and GM right back into the market. I just can't keep drifting along waiting for my next MI. I came out of the Ladies and went down to the gate and couldn't find you." "Calls?" "Some man keeps calling him.