They put her down, and she leaped at them; she
smote a helmet to the ground. . B. "Past noon," replied Blueskin. She could
smell the savory tinge of his sweat in the air. She stole the opportunity to peer at his departing
figure from the closed curtains of the front room
window, his shoulders slumped forward, his posture and
his ego slightly deflated. Thames Darrell is—"
"My husband nicknames him Thames," interrupted Mrs. She could smell him almost as
strongly as she could the new paint on the fire escape
walls, along with the wool suit and the weird polyester
smell of his wet umbrella. This morning I met him at the dock, and he wouldn't
take the other fifty. I have never seen a lagoon. "
"Surest thing you know. "I don't know what
his idea was. Well one night, some
of us saw him, or thought we saw him, at a café dining with ‘Alcide,’—as a
matter of fact, it seems that it was her sister. She found an old
drunk wandering the streets.
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