Only In Dreams: Sneak Peek – A Fistful Of Collars
We went out to the patio. We have a nice patio in back – this is at our place on Mesquite Road – with a stone fountain in the shape of a swan that Leda had installed before the divorce, but then wanted no part of when Bernie said she should take it with her. We had trouble understanding Leda, me and Bernie.
Bernie sat in his favorite patio chair, the one with the drink holder, and I sat beside him. The sun was going down, changing the colors of the canyon that runs behind Mesquite Road, a canyon inhabited by lots of creatures, including some fat javelinas. Until you’ve chased a javelina you haven’t lived, and I wouldn’t dream of living anywhere else, although once I did dream I was living in a dumpster, sort of a nightmare until it turned out the dumpster stood behind a fast-food place. Dreams: don’t ask me to explain them.
- from A Fistful Of Collars (coming Sept. 11)
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