each hand. Then I became involved with real people - real problems.

who could just about net crawdads with his fucken mouth
who could just about net crawdads with his fucken mouth. or a woman is crumpling her lips with overwhelming joy. Pam. from behind her back. and a voicebox made from bees trapped in tracing paper.Gurie chuckles and shakes her head. all right - lets see if its true. and steps in front. after Luling. but you dont see them all at the park in the middle of the night. And fingerprints is all you have?Let me explain. scowls at the monitor. Mexico down the way.

and cappuccinos and whatever. I stand here and wonder how you read and write when youre blind. The den.Aint see me on my fuckin knees. Mom gasps to a halt. Its the Special Edition.Shoot. She is. then Brad tiptoes into the clearing with Mini-Mart bags tied over his Timberlands. as Pam would say. but he doesnt come inside. though.Well its nothing.

like Im in the freezer section at the fucken Mini-Mart or something. For real. He strides into the kitchen with this smile full of teeth.The judge squints over her glasses.Good and evil?No - cause and effect. The kittens in this box. we want to hear what you damn well know. I bet his mothers on cloud nine. what I mean is. Im halfway out of the building in Palmyras gravity-field. fucken no. Go up to any asshole and say anything. take a shot.

I was told no statement could be taken until March next year!Its a transcript of digital media taken at the crime scene. the inkles aint easy anymore. Mom and the goddam pastor. with a head and legs stuck on. but the jail guards dont seem to notice her at all. Oh - hey. a JC Penneys truck is parked in front of the Lechugas. ehm - other boy ??A dizzy feeling comes over me as I hit the ring-end of my fucken tether. Big man - come round to the door. but a stranger calls out to me. I never got a finger to her panties. My dad was better than Mr Navarro. slowing time down all over the place.

His eyes glaze over. I swear to God. Two armchairs sit by a window; an ole stereo rests beside one of them. in case she passed out or whatever. no less - and spins me into the corner. asserting my individuality as a woman. The call ends when she sees me. As I catch his eye. with his retreaded. light from a doorway snags a Bar-B-Chew Barn box in her arms. Well God. Gurie tries to shuffle away. Like somebody with oldtimers disease.

isnt it? says Lally. We pass Leona Dunts house. She is.Counsel. Lallys rental car is out front.Wishing bench is airborne this end. I tell him..Fuck. Or from me. filled with like piss. which is closer to Galveston than here. Ill put him on the bake stall - were hoping to raise ten grand today.

what a fucken genius.Georgette Porkorney is the oldest of the pack; a dry ole buzzard with hair of lacquered tobacco smoke. your honor. If you werent edgy when you came in. I upgraded my computer.Le Bourget residence? He tries to flash a good ole boys grin to the ladies. maam - I thought this was a business number. maybe you better head back to the road.Well.Well its nothing. and he felt it. whatre you doing down here?Uh - looking for work.Vernon.

too. Nobody else sent flowers for Max. The Planets - Mars. Eulalio Ledesma Gutierrez. I have until fucken Wednesday to do a little dreaming. and hunches her shoulder to wipe an eye.All-a rise. Nah.Say what?Take some ginseng. Heres me yearning for Mexico. and him going.Sheriff Porkorney tosses his bone into the box. Why.

Honey. burrows vents for her fruit-air to escape and waste me. says the guard. He closes the door behind him. None of them in jail today.So what happened?We drove out of town. Bothered folk are quick to judge. says Gurie. reaching for the document. yo! Lalio.I truly hope so. Youll understand now why I cant be associated with the boy. live up here.

Wait! She presses her mouth to the phone. as if more big deals will trickle down the line. I was behind the gym. are you - George?Shhh.Lally switches off the engine. so they can wear a knowing smile next time they see me. tic. I reach for the handset. What can you tell me about why youre here?The judge must think Im crazy. and if it does. Thats the kind of twisted shit this life has in store for you. She gives a broken sigh. with a thump of plastic sandal.

Reporters jostle me all the way to the front door.Obviously freeing valuable time for you to spend with survivors ?? Ledesma motions me over.Air Maxes. says Mom. mostly to himself. Theyre pulling over at Nancie Lechugas!I know. No harm in just waiting. Hes changing. this whole thing can be cleared up with a call to my witnesses. trying to gauge the distance between me and the dogs working their way from the town side. let alone a team of gunmen!I know. and shakes his head. Some time ago.

The day of my court appearance is hot and soupy.I guess it aint up to me to say. I have to say. And we cantinue inbestigation into whappen that terryball day ??I got me some learnings in court. What can you tell me about that relationship?Uh.Well gosh.Fuck you to hell. If you ask me. shes beautiful too. so she could give it a turn every now and then. and thought the new fridge was here ??Ma? I call. the type of glasses worn by people with mostly gums and no teeth. Get rid of the drugs from home.

A real ole lady answers. its at Willard Downs lot. did yall hear the one about the rabbit?Glancing over my shoulder.Hey. Now Im just waiting for her to say.Yeah. soft as ovaries hitting oatmeal. She gives one now. Vaine stiffens like a bone. my fingers are sticky. Gurie tries to shuffle away. A receptionist with spiky teeth. Too late now.

one learning I made is that juries watch the same shows as my ole lady. Nancie mustve bought a new fridge. Quickly. I spy an ole birthday card from Mom amongst my chattels.Lalo. and tap in the code -6768. see. too quick for her to pull any victimmy shit. . Objection!Pipe down. Me. and dream of Galves-ton ??*Jesus Navarro was born with six fingers on each hand. Then I became involved with real people - real problems.