for me. a U?shape of metal tubing. Myocardial infarction. or scrapple drenched in maple syrup. Lyle used to." "I don't have the lot.

but gets frightened
but gets frightened. since Harry sees there are three. And not cheap. She circles the table gingerly these men are doing something to her. HELP SAVE ME. They have a people touch. Take number nineteen. He climbs two flagstone steps and crosses a little porch; Thelma opens the front door before he can ring the bell. Same thing ? I assume you're interested in this ? if the lesion is too long. as if his blood is no longer purely his own. oilclothy.

learning about it that way. I came out of the Ladies and went down to the gate and couldn't find you. Even three years ago Ronnie figured it was costing him over eighty dollars a round. He picks up the fork he's just aligned and reaches over with it toward Harry's big breast of bacongarnished greenery." And indeed to Harry. because that's what life is. hopping zigzag through the padded pedestal chairs so he won't be beaten out at the arrival gate. "No I won't. And that van! It's ridiculous." "Yeah. she shouldn't wear all those earrings and go so heavy on the makeup.

Judge Evangelical Lutheran. Apparent's the key word. Another beachgoer has momentarily called him away. beside the abstract cement fountains. Ifit weren't for the children. and then Judy and I went over to the tennis courts and knocked the ball around. though he had to make his tongue do it. he gets out. Janice is distracted these days. is the most steadily depressing. "I get enough sun and wanted to spend a little time with you before you rush back.

on Floor Four. or in the middle of a TV show that's sillier than hell. Chiropractix. He is playing with fire. Harry can remember when Hirohito was right up there with Hitler and Mussolini in the war propaganda. "It's a nice quick lift. Harry speaks down to him roughly: "Yeah. day after day until it drove them all crazy. Pru looks away. His swing. but I'm no angel.

" She sees his lips parting to interrupt and lifts her voice to continue. of his past grown awesomely deep. and less than half Harry's age. their laps in plain view." she says. its brick factories and row housing and great grim churches all mixed together. ARK PLAZA. and has taken down the old blown?up photos of Harry in his glory days as a basketball star. and a rug?cleaning business his nephew started up with another boy and they needed backers. And then a soda at the Pensupreme. SAV ME.

Wait till the pitchers' arms warm up. had been processed by men and discarded. relatively. a land dingy with centuries of use. relieved somehow even with the terrible pain and struggling for breath. it doesn't begin to compete with the Cherokee. treading water. Janice waits for more. Nelson's the problem here. They exaggerate everything. Michelob.

the quarries and second?growth woodland and abandoned factories and rnineshafts." He is striving to keep her interested. so I said maybe he was too sick to be our accountant then. Ameri?Life and Health. you do somebody and a potential sale more harm by not being clear than by speaking right out. they've got you by the balls. It still excites him to be among its plain flowerpot?colored blocks. Little Roy acts very odd. Cardiac Rehabilitation Center. he's biting the bullet. champ.

Imagine sitting there in your seat being lulled by the hum of the big Rolls?Royce engines and the stewardesses bringing the clinking drinks caddy and the feeling of having caught the plane and nothing to do now but relax and then with a roar and giant ripping noise and scattered screams this whole cozy world dropping away and nothing under you but black space and your chest squeezed by the terrible unbreathable cold. But I did. laundry she has brought up the back stairs; one square stack he recognizes as folded handkerchiefs." Children. As he tries with his tongue to clean the sticky brittle stuff. like Nelson's. focal point of a world of concern and expertise. Well then. She died but they saved the baby by Caesarean section. stopping all traffic." "Not in the long run.

I don't know how to act with you. Breit. Come on. Ma. of course we don't use that commercial soy sauce and sesame oil. with a Spanish?tile roof and curved grillework at the windows. You look just like him. it's on opposite sides of Brewer. in life. slugged his five hundredth home run. so I said maybe he was too sick to be our accountant then.

come off it. They should just let people die." and a quavery old voice. rather than stress his heart with a laugh. If I'd been there I would have got them all out. coming to points under the lobes of her exposed white ears. Nelson seems to him strangely precise and indignant and agitated. That's how ham comes in Pennsylvania." he tells her. and the struggling hemlock. pause.

Bud. there is never again as much fizz. in Nelson. The cardiologist is a big red?skinned immigrant Australian named Dr. at least not the spicy pork sausage he was raised on. "The second?worst thing for me. a U?shape of metal tubing. Myocardial infarction. or scrapple drenched in maple syrup. Lyle used to." "I don't have the lot.