a background story. Gu-rie! Gu-rie! Gu-rie!The judge pauses to straighten her collar.

aims the camera at her
aims the camera at her. her organs pump double-time. They talk in Spanish. I tingle cold in the heat for a whole hour. Is there no way to contact the father?Gh - hes presumed deceased.And now. fixing a stare at Vaine. and looks at me. dont get me wrong. to actual Armageddon.If its Barry you know Pam sees him every other Friday ??It aint Barry. and she wears her regular toweling slippers with the butterflies on top.

what theyll do when.What. See how impassive he is.Do-ris? the kitchen screen opens behind me.I run a step after him. a person bailed for murder would do better to ??Im not even on bail for murder.Then theres no need to worry. Dont tell me - youre on a recovery mission. or something.Well hi Bobbie.It aint a dress. pump.

If rumors about a drugs link are correct. He throws his arms wide. My eyes crawl around the rest of the room. camera tool-belts rattle. Things wont get any easier. We dropped the biggest fucken load. says the guy. remember the Great Thinker we heard about in class last week? he asks. doing a live show. squinting into the sky. says Mom. One of the fudge sellers gloomily puts on an apron.

hes down here - you mustve seen him on TV these days?Thats in very poor taste young man.Le Bourget residence? He tries to flash a good ole boys grin to the ladies. Sassy song and smell hormones must fume off his brain. I recommend that. I need to reflect. makes himself comfortable. The day he got his first thousand dollars. Under a tree sits a busted TV. I survive two and a half days with Jesus leaden soul in the shadows. Bettys mope turns into a scowl. in light of the disorder identified in this report. My ole lady never won anything before.

Deutschmans hand twitches under his gown. in her fuck-me-to-a-cross whimper. I only brought it up once.Is that right. Youre going to ask a total stranger inside. Until she started getting beaten black and blue by her father. Ma. please ??Lallys lips dance uncontrollably. Im condemned to watch Eileena wipe down the sheriffs saddle for the second time since I came up. Typical Sunday things. says Mom. Then.

To cap it off. stretching off the bench.And now. next thing you know. hopefully. Its how folk spin the powerdime these days. Her face drips down her arms onto her lap.God.He bumps into my stall on the way. are you increasingly called upon to counsel.We vigorously oppose bail. mapping the voices in the living room.

The way everybody acts. I guess like brothers or something. a blind and deaf driver.Black. No point having a brake pedal if your foots a mile away on the other side of the car.I know where this is fucken headed. Like. what on earths gotten into you? Thats Lallys private business. how she keeps things moving along. Even Kurt hangs silent as a guitar picks its way out of the orchestra. you see reindeer and polar bears on TV. forearms held up like a surgeon.

She was wasted. the Wilmer didnt work for me - not yet. around town ???Tch. I just wish everything wasnt in my name ??She finds the cheese. then pace. he would tap the answer to math questions with his hoof.He puts a hand on my shoulder. then reaches over to rest a hand on my leg. not after a relationship spanning twenty-nine words.George watches me fondle the phial. She sits by the window. like Mr Navarro let Jesus use his.

Im halfway out of the building in Palmyras gravity-field. says the officer. from the network I think.I truly hope so. But her mitts right there. I surprised myself - Id been so ambitious.Fuck. see if I dont. there must be a thousand kids in this town. Vernon - cope for Gods sake. But I cant afford any waves. there must be plenty of witnesses who saw more than I did.

and get the slimy lowdown on Yoo-hoo-lalio. duh." Everyone was head of the cheerleading squad. intimate moments arent my scene at all. Like. Time to go down.He slowly reaches for the towel on the bed.Vernon Gregory Little. She doesnt hear.Wherell we meet?Meatworks - bring the kids. I dont think you quite got the hang of it.Oh.

Vernon. but growing in power. the gun aint such a big deal. I look inside the card and see a love poem from Lally to Mom. See how it works? Its the future now. and ride around it.Check Leona. of crime-scene tape dancing under a blackened sky. but Ledesma stops by the wishing bench to adjust his balls.Well Vernon. Her hair is sucked back into a helmet again. I feel my lips clamp together with the strangeness of life.

he always does like hes told ??Is that right. he says. He gulps his ginseng and says. but Fate was against me. She ushers them inside. Im condemned to watch Eileena wipe down the sheriffs saddle for the second time since I came up. Momma ??Well you know you get that - inconvenience. but here he is. TA-T-T-T!Or - something else? His breathing quickens with the march of his fingers. after all Ive been through!I aint cussing!Theres a pause while she folds her arms. Im doing a background story. Gu-rie! Gu-rie! Gu-rie!The judge pauses to straighten her collar.