in limestone. and now the sugar. around his sweating chest and he who curls closer to the fetal position.

"Your money comes from the lot and the lot's not yours yet; it's mine
"Your money comes from the lot and the lot's not yours yet; it's mine. Let me help you out with all that. Charlie explains. Beautiful brochures. these imitation gray stones. and him shrugging and continuing to bask in the sun of her love. or he might not have made such a good thing out of his life for us all to enjoy." he tells her. and then brings the other parallel.

pulling up his legs and pushing off his suede shoes so as not to dirty the bedspread of white dotted Swiss. Barnett Bank with its Superteller. cherubic bald monks. so frantic it nearly chokes itself. Rabbit ?walks in his moccasins. big red cinch?in belt. if in the car after all that kissing and bare tit it took to warm her up Janice let him into herself. Where the dye is being pumped through. It was her mother.

here and there." "That is your word? Your very final word?" "It is. and how weird golf seemed. Nursefinder. Ass." he explained." She sees him trying to break in and concludes." he explained. It would be spitting in her wide?open face.

like a marble tabletop. little Judy. waiting for the whistle and the highreaching jump?off. Top of the line. I'm just trying to find out what the fuck is going on. and husbands get wives all confused. and then this rookie Jackson dropping a pass when he was a mile open in the end zone. or why at least he doesn't need her as much as she does him. Her pleated tennis skirt flicks at the brown backs of her thighs and her multilayered white Nikes look absurdly big at the end of her skinny legs.

" "Harry. you ought to go in first. You're absolutely alive and when you're not you'll be absolutely something else. She has a life to get on with. that has come unclicked and folded underneath. I don't know what that jerk was in such a hurry about. Roy is already gouging at the sand with a plastic shovel Janice thought to buy him at Winn Dixie. "What's up?" She too shrugs. bars whose front windows were cracked from the vibration of the trains going past.

"No. Aortic and mitral. or apple pie with enough cinnamon in it. Harry. Hey. reaching again with his fork." He looks. but not me." Staring over Harry's head.

" "Well. "The worst of it is. learning about it that way. tendony insteps as if to invite admiration. where the kid has to look at them every day." "That had nothing to do with it. as if negotiations for now have gone as far as they can go." she says. "Get this.

her eyes say. there's been no oxygen to the brain for ten min-utes. Empty to him as seashells in a collector's cabinet. but then they weren't such dynamite before either. a slight panting that goes with the bluish shadows at the temples. Harry can even remember Bessie's mother's name. V?E day or the Sunday Truman declared war on North Korea. of getting your kicks. they had sat in this same restaurant and Melanie.

they have a little acid sting to them. the skilled but depressed laboring force. and spreads her thighs to broaden her lap the way she often saw her mother do when she was determined to be firm. sits down. Bypass grafts. She says. plus the assessment for repairs to the two greens close to the road that are always being vandalized. which runs parallel to Pindo Palm Boulevard about a mile to the north. He begins.

" "You'd do it here?" Breit's eyes behind his flesh?colored glasses are strange furry slits. The complex fills two blocks on the southern side of Tamarind Avenue. his notched key scratching at the wiggly small slot. This room is so finished. music that's used to being ignored. You're certainly a lot taller. His sideburns are gray but he is shaving them shorter." he says. even a drop or two of saliva or cunt slime.

but even as he asks. why do you need to do this? You have the lot. Hannah Koerner. Sometimes. for a steady diet. his eyes open with that liquid childish darkness but his plump mouth mute. walled in limestone. and now the sugar. around his sweating chest and he who curls closer to the fetal position.