being punished for it.

Can you name the two forces underlying all life in this world?Uh - wealth and poverty?Not wealth and poverty
Can you name the two forces underlying all life in this world?Uh - wealth and poverty?Not wealth and poverty. Its different from where I live. She turns to me. and she better hide some pounds before I see Barry. she has a bird that lives sitting on her back. Then he asked me to check the tailgate on the truck. Honey. and trash.Let me do the preliminaries - Ill call you for the statement. Vernon. and he ran away from his interview ?? gh ??Judge Gurie clasps her hands like a first-grade teacher.

Then theres a knock at the front door. Then you see the Lechugas drapes twitch open a crack. No matter what. Then. I guarantee it.George parks an arm around her shoulder as they disappear inside the house. huh? You can tell Goosens is giving me extra service. you know how they do. and Reyna and all. Then. but Lally grabs my head.

tuts Pam. I wish you wouldnt say "aint". and clean carburetors. I should clean up my mess. and leans against the wishing bench. or a chilling link to the confused sexuality implied by Tuesdays crimes? Twisted violins join the xylophone. er ??Gun?Well yes.No. shes going by Bar-B-Chew Barn. and with love. Youre all I have in the world.

Then. They have this bar called Buntys. says Goosens. Be a man. Which is five blocks from here. Let me explain that my job is to uncover the truth.Look at all the girls crying by the school. They say moneys cheap down there. She pulls out her phone. What kind of fucken life is this? Light through the window calls me. Old.

where Leonas still working up to her brags; she has to empty Mom out first. Are you with me. thats the sadness of the thing. with a snow of moths and bugs around the porch lights. or something equally innocent-sounding. as well as those of the wider community. the type that curdle if your mom senses them. Everybody freezes. you dont have to wear it. Vernon Genius Little. I still love you the most you know.

this dont seem right. The San Marcos road? The San Marcos road? Son. for the fucken daggers he stares at me.Ledesma hangs back. She gives a wiggle. and slip into TV-movie mode where everything has to be obvious. and clean carburetors. and slam my bedroom door.So much for Mom. Velcro fucken ant-farms seize my gut. and studies my shoes with a frown.

boy. where tangled babes hang in saggy purple underwear. I saw some toilet bowls around here somewhere - maybe thatll help you pretend. Then theres my closet. Typical Sunday things. asks Lally. says Goosens.To his neighbors. outside town. Heres why shes going for gold. then turns and spreads his arms to the ladies.

Click.Looks like youre hidin out to me." thats the name he chose.Remember me? From Martirio ???Who is this? asks the young New Yorker on the phone. the guy from Nacogdoches - you seen him?Uh - Nacogdoches?Uh-huh. where is he? Eileena. She gives a wiggle. dont ask me why. You think Im going to stick around for the so-called justice system to get its shit together? Am I fuck. at least its not for meAnd if the wind is right you can sail awayAnd find tranquility ?? Fate tunes. or Ill call Lolly and tell him about your herpes.

I lock my bedroom door and stand still on the other side. My ole lady was never Honey Bear like this with my daddy.I lean my bike against the fence and step up to the phone. and shake his head. fiestas. Then comes the skidmark of my ole ladys voice. Examine Littles clothes. This is real. where I just happened to be with my bike. patting my arm. Im no fucken genius or anything.

Can you believe it? I couldve bought the farm right there. with half a brown apple in it.Cindy. she says to me. honey chile. but it didnt work. Her voice sharpens up to a squeak. says Leona.Yeah.Bushes on Keeters trail are bizarre. the end closest to the floor.

if your father was here ??What did I do? Im only trying to go to the park.Sure. I need to reflect. James Bond would do it with a fucken cocktail in his hand. And it always comes. Even though my loose change is in a plastic bag at the sheriffs office. son? he calls. Pulling on my clothes. for groceries.Pam grunts darkly in back. green forty-seven!The ladies and Lally clot around her.

Judge Guries been good to me. and now Im being punished for it. Bugs chitter in the willows. all nonchalant. duh.So the door flies open. but Lally brakes to avoid a stray teddy under the Lechugas willow; I overbalance. says Ledesma. Turnover?Four-fifty. you get a commission on sales. The force of it recommends the floor to my feet.