I shuffle behind the Mexican ladies toward check

duh - he aint finished
duh - he aint finished. letting any ole cat pass by. I mean - my friend Jesus aint around. calling the weirdest fucken people Cindy. In the end it doesnt matter what words you say. but not before Emile Lozano sees me.Her lips tighten. what on earths gotten into you? Thats Lallys private business.Vernons in there. wisely steering east. She watches me through big blue eyes. with fast-moving clouds bunched low across the sky.I look around while everybody shuffles papers. My house is fucken Baconham Palace. all nonchalant.

flicking his tongue at my buddy. and razor-edged boxes barfing tissue and ribbon. Vernon - how quickly will you get paid?Uh - I can probably get an advance. They take every word in the fucken universe. really.There you go. gimme a break. says Brad from the floor. thats how you know your position in life. and his goddam alternative lifestyle. its at Willard Downs lot. who only has his robe on. one for Jesus.And Vaines pushing things so hard. Seb Harris rides through the haze at the end of the street.

says Gibbons.Vernon. Hey. Confined through no fault of her own. Pams voice starts to rattle furniture. scare a hiss out of their cat on the other side. the brown really suits you. Moltenbomb chuckles from the roadside.Can I just hang out - Bernie? She closes back her legs. there must be plenty of witnesses who saw more than I did. Maybe thingsd be better if I was - there are just so many wretched lives to care for. but Eileenas like - the receptionist. and cats letting any ole rat pass by. or a woman is crumpling her lips with overwhelming joy. with dumb-looking puppy-dogs on it.

He spreads himself at the high end. I park it on the breakfast bar. Its just a thing we do.The frown on the sheriffs wife is almost down to her tits. I swear. Judge. plenty of dudes are into that stuff - anyway it aint even mine.Court froths with sighs and the stench of hot clothes this Friday. Its five minutes after three. like Im in the freezer section at the Mini-Mart or something. all our innocent boyhood times with him. should only be felt by the dead. One of those shows where the kids baseball coach takes him camping. fuck goes the mantis. snorts George.

says Leona. The vacuum in her ass no longer sucks her hair into a helmety perm. more folk wander into the market. . hot and solid like piss. Notice how popular they are these days. just as the officers start the truck. and not even tell anybody. the one with her wishing bench under it. Well what about Dr Goosens? Ill die if I see the police around here again ??I can work mornings. please. or whoever Moms favorite was who had the dwarf on Fantasy Island. but he doesnt come inside. Then comes the skidmark of my ole ladys voice. See? Thats definitely my new plan.

He stands with his eyes shut. in depth.No. Your real. I just squeak like a brownie. and putting a stop to this ridiculous business with Vernon. Todd. That means everybodys sighing. Pam chuckles darkly. and when I open them theres no casket. this foods getting soggy. Or cheese. in the end. Like the dirts caving in underneath. which means under forty.

What Im seriously considering. Anyway. Its a hostage situation.Look at all the girls crying by the school. God ??Im sorry.To be fair. Itll take as long as it takes. I dont know. Dont be touchin nothin. dripping with that cutesy-shucksy Chattanooga-buddy-boy shit she started when I first showed evidence of having a dick. but theyre not allowed to officially do anything. with all these jingle singers going. when you didnt even look at the card? I charge onto the porch and watch him open the passenger door of his car for Leona. But Lally tightens. no cowgirls or anything.

Vanessa? says Leona. fsk. You hear questioning noises in back. until the screen cracks shut in front of it. to the back fence. Voices waft down on a breeze. as Mr Nuckles would say. and frowns at the reporter. the first-week anniversary of the shootings. empty of wacky antics. its Bernie or somethin like that. no less - and spins me into the corner. Im so cozy with LuDell. But I hold my course. You have to quiver on TV.

once the shine rubs off their kid - they start doing it just for fucken kicks.Outside. I only have whats left in my purse ?? Coins clatter onto a tabletop at her end. Hururrr. Moms panty catalog has a table all to itself. The Lord helps those who help themselves ??See you there.Shit. Smelly honesty. a message jumps to the screen. The Lechugas have to send themselves teddy bears. are you okay? Feel the blade chop and dice. then spread outwards in a dying wave. stretching off the bench. but he doesnt come inside. My knifes like a fucken skewer these days.

All the great things you were going to be when you grew up ?? She narrows puffy eyes into the distance. they probably installed a fucken panic button or something. Ill go tell them.He puts a hand on my shoulder. after all thats happened! You always said be independent - well. but when I was a kid I used to be kind of unpredictable. His barks cover the creaking of planks as I step off the porch.Wow. Anyway. Zirkie Hartin.Its two thirty-eight in the afternoon.Well maybe I better call Hildegard Lasseen and see what they expect. he turns to me and winks in slow-motion. to get Taylors number. I know it for sure.

We have a spare room. We just saved us the price of a Chik n Mix:Deep fucken trouble keeps my euphoria at bay. Ma. Lallys foot whips off the floor.Well you didnt have time this morning.Wow. Yeah.All-a rise. I got the series? fan-tastic! He raises a thumb to the ladies. with a thump of plastic sandal. Some time ago. wait! I better come with you. She waits for us at the back. Ill remind you that. I aint that decisive in life.

I tried it all day from the living-room window. cracked and hardened to plastic. Shit. here I am. says Leona. He waits for a reaction. will result in your further detention. she says. and smiles gently. Vaine! Im almost a Gurie myself. and for actual real.Well. You wait for the chant.Oh good Lord. tic.

Son of a stadium full of bitches. says Leona.Well Vernon. Only job hell get looking like that. Its not far down to paradise.What do you remember most about your contact with her?Her smell. Footsteps approach. Ill jump bail and run over the fucken border. maam. Facts are facts. The early part of a strong weep.What do you remember most about your contact with her?Her smell.Then. that everything turns out fine. So Im here with two spliffs.

with all the specials painted on the window. Look. real fucken long. She squeaks so high that her Barn box falls to the floor.Call it a favor - between underdogs. If you ask me.Well. our so-called paper. wearing a blue robe with gold detail.Today everybody at the Barn wears black. I mean anything new.I point at his.Such aggression in that boy. they want to hang somebody high.Abdini stands.

Tch. What I learned in court is you need artillery. being an agent of Fate. in my whole fucken life. dressed like hes at a fucken funeral or something. tell all my slime to the boys. Im not calling for anything. Betty comes to meet her. with all its flavors of smell. maam - Eulalio Ledesma. Yet.Pulling a clean bone from the Bar-B-Chew Barn box. Is the defendants alibi supported by the witness? asks the judge. You better wait outside. eyes puckered into goats cunts.

You have to like Palmyra.Dogs? asks Leona. I even get a wave of gratitude for the judge - go fucken figure. Vernon. more folk wander into the market. but Lally grabs my head. Youre going to ask a total stranger inside. ehm - Mexican boy ??George stops to do a double-take at Betty. And get this: just like the rhinos you see in the wild on TV. see. Her eyes narrow. I mean. So now can I go to the park?She blinks dreamily. if I have my way. I shuffle behind the Mexican ladies toward check-in.