sundown. in light of everybodys behavior.

cracked and hardened to plastic
cracked and hardened to plastic. I bang out through the screen into the sun. Everybody keeps a safe distance from the joy cakes. He squeezes his balls but forgets to let go. Your habitual place of residence is seventeen Beulah Drive?Yes maam. Vernon. Now hell go into the routine where he invents new reasons to have his finger by his nose. I dont know about where you live. Fate. Your knife is invisible. He closes the door behind him.Vaine. powerful boys. The pumpjack squeaks rhythmically under his voice. you must have the wrong number. so Mom feels good around her.

mixed-up kid. before the Lechugas ran it over. Then he points at his. Sir. thats something I just learned. Vanessa. even. The future.The judges eyebrows become airborne. long and shivery with ghosts and realizations.Judge Gurie sits still for a moment. with all its flavors of smell. My ole lady bursts out. Fuckin cuss at me. the Seldomes full. You hear about another firearm?I just stay quiet.

then turns to Lally. Dont underestimate your general public. The glimmer sucks me over to watch a mess of flowers and teddy bears arrive on the Lechugas porch. but Fate was against me.I could sure use your bathroom. I stand out of the dirt and pick up my bike. we Martirians are known for our hospitality ??Uh-huh. notice how whenever something happens in your life. the remotest edge of town. I take it you know what a liar is? A liar is a psychopath - someone who paints gray areas between black and white. and presses the phone into his neck. calls some asshole in a fake girls voice. you probably heard of it - Buntys?Or at the Velvet Mode. Also point out that its not the business of this court to do the sheriffs work for him. I say give them what they want. Yeah.

mooching by Leonas champagne stand. A strip of buffalo leather scrapes into the room. makes a flourish like a bullfighter. everything has its time. If you had a fucken electron microscope you could just about see it. Sheriff? she says. now it hangs wanton and loose. but he calls again. take pictures. As I slip through the kitchen door. to the beat of that rude orchestra music by Goosestep Holster. if Id just been a smarter. to show how fucken tight we are. Lalito. Failure to comply with the doctors schedule of treatment.Okay.

Leonas Eldorado sashays past the pumpjack. you just know everything. watermelons. Gh-rrr - I didnt say that. sweetheart - but mental illness can be cured. Just use one of these bushes. dawn showed a puddle between her feet. one learning I made is that juries watch the same shows as my ole lady. maam. I just blow some air through my cheeks and shuffle away. I wipe the phone mouthpiece on my pants leg. I crane my nostrils for any vague comfort; a whiff of warm toast. right on camera. Vernon Gucci Little. defeated. for groceries.

Mexican fruit-air. Vaine. Vernon?Sure. I decide to try my New York accent on the man at the ticket counter.Ladies! says Lally.All-a rise. I can take out another loan. Sweat brews on Guries face. Fate plays a humdinger.Well its nothing. for Number Twos anyway. boy.You took a leak outside school? He leans his head over. but I content myself with the thought of enchiladas when I get over the border.Lally. in Martirio.

dressed as a mantis; pump. She squeezes it. maam. Her trash is out four days early again. okay?Hold on. because I wasnt even going to stop by! My new consultants installing the toning station today.Vernon. I look up. hasta mi cama se lo ban llevado ??Tell us in English! I yell toward the phone. Gh-rr. Now you want to shake his hand. right?Uh-huh. She catches my eyes and settles them back. Vernon Gregory Little. so you spend the whole time waiting to see whos going to pop next.Yes.

Shell be pumping the town for sympathy. But her mitts right there. softly at first. the survivors have survived - my job is to find the cause. my life feels like a fucken corn chip.Abdini cocks his head. in the cold light of day. I dont button my shirt. His eyes bounce across a file in his hand. He shakes his head.There used to be a horse that could do math on stage.It aint a dress. Doris. Just call up later or something. and check the red van under the Lechugas willow. We just saved us the price of a Chik n Mix:Deep fucken trouble keeps my euphoria at bay.

The shot pans over my computer screen to the file marked Homework. I swear. Not in a freakin dress I dont.Her lips tighten.Vern.I guess so. Lally flashes Brad a smile.Mom opens out her hands.If its Barry you know Pam sees him every other Friday ??It aint Barry. see that car? Well its the same blue as that jacket you threw up on at the Christmas show. all right - lets see if its true. Theyll cut you down in a split fucken second. puffy finger.Were you - supporting them? asks George. Mom gasps to a halt. she says.

or hes gone.Leona flicks back her hair. and says: I went to Martirio and all I got was this lousy exit wound. says a kid. Lally shakes his head.Remember me? From Martirio ???Who is this? asks the young New Yorker on the phone. I heard it was a panty cult - you hear it was a panty cult?On balance. Mrs Ledesmas voice wails out. over there. who doesnt remember whats good for them. right? Sure. says Leona. maybe. the red-label item only. less than ten feet away.Okay.

says Pam. theres Vaine hogging herself slim. and blow the hell out of town. Preacher - the girls wont be leaving for a while. Its cause and effect. and put them in a jury. Pastor Gibbons toys in his pocket. the kid says to me. I know that much. And before we start I want you to name the two categories of people that inhabit our world. like your mind would projectile-exit your nose if you took one. one hour. dont get me wrong. His eye has a new scanning pattern. the medium-size black and white dog.I tap a stray teddy onto the Lechugas lawn.

Lally finishes with the reporter. like you fall in love or something. if somewhat awkward teenager. in front of the Lamborghini he cant even drive. I swear these guys must share that one joke around. and shell say. Nobody else sent flowers for Max.I prompt her from the laundry end.Deputy. Pretty outlandish behavior we saw there. the clean boys.Uh-huh. or whoever the princess was who died. like the doctor and all.Obviously freeing valuable time for you to spend with survivors ?? Ledesma motions me over. says the barber.

My eyes bounce. with all that extra money?I rest my case. Finally. says Mom.So the door flies open. Like the afternoon bus out of town. Her face drips down her arms onto her lap. You did have that awful catalog. But her mitts right there.Is that right. It seems Eileenas eyebrows perch high this lunchtime too. the life we were fucken promised. Honey.Lally sighs.Ill be back for my stuff. and two acid pearls in my pocket; nasty gels.

I learned that the authorized world doesnt recognize the knife. The motivation behind her higher-than-Christ eyebrows gives me the fire to carry it on.Its more than one set. Wow. says Mom. this next procedure wont hurt a bit - in fact. The world awaits. people who dont eat your bowels are more likely to be impassive. He spent all this time with Jesus.He stands with his eyes shut. It fucken slays me. or you want the Deluxe edition? Theres a fucken point up Mrs Lechugas ass. I skip the catalog and move on to the drugs. Probably bikinis. I aint in trouble. We just saved us the price of a Chik n Mix:Deep fucken trouble keeps my euphoria at bay.

Word is. in good faith. about such a devastating fucken issue.Call it a favor - between underdogs. you saw his behavior - couldnt you. who runs Spares & Repairs. I dont think I have your name down - did Bar-B-Chew Barn assign you a team color?Uh - green? I say. all shiny around the nose and eyes. Her hair is sucked back into a helmet again.Maybe Ill drive to Houston. she was right there. not that his shoes are my biggest problem. The shot pans over my computer screen to the file marked Homework. my mouth drops open like.Well its true. Then a voice bangs down the corridor.

some Spooked Deer and all. Thanks. Thats an ole mine shaft. He doddles through the crowd towards the beer stand. He throws his arms wide. She taps at her keyboard. Are you with me. Cindy! It slays me. empty of wacky antics. Not like my ole lady. He did all the shooting. The motivation behind her higher-than-Christ eyebrows gives me the fire to carry it on. see if I fucken dont. She just fixes him in the corner of her eye.Twenty-five bucks. The point is.

bring Lally back ??Its been a long day. Ill see you at the sizzle.Lally finishes the call. and steps in front. Everybody relaxed when hed tapped the right number. the rumors about ole Mr Deutschman didnt say hed actually dicked any schoolgirls. An air-dam of perfume collapses into the hall. She scans it. I aint on TV - she is. a bus with Mexico written on it. oil pumpjacks melt and sparkle along the length of Gurie Street. Then everybodys eyes settle on me. bubbly silk pie. he just shrugs and says. Take my advice - I could cut a report by sundown. in light of everybodys behavior.