an outpatient basis. or the past.

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some new facts came to light - were following them up right now. wed object to the court doing the defenses homework for them. Its like everybody who used to cuss the dead is now lining up to say what perfect angels of God they were. To cap it off. and written Watch this space over it.I jump onto my bike and hit the pedals hard. the guard behind me says under his breath. you retire for mens business - Ill fix a brew and fill the gals in on a certain somebodys diet.Ginseng clinks around the floor as we cut a fresh trail toward home. Take the Eldorado when youre ready - itll need some gas. Panic eating. And I cant say its going too well. we can straighten things out. but he seemed like such a regular kid. I look inside the card and see a love poem from Lally to Mom.They crackle through the bushes into my nest.

See Hysteriaville here? Science says there must be ten squillion brain cells in this town. I draw circles on the floor with a Nike.Well but Vaine.The prosecutor fights a smile. says Leona. turning to the corner like it makes her absent. is school - the kind of pulse bullyboys give off when they spot a quiet one. Our statement concerns the possible whereabouts of another firearm - Im sure we all agree. always getting the nice boys and ??After God-knows-how-many years of life in this free country she doesnt have the tools to just say. and with love. and he aint even Maxs real daddy.Lally finishes with the reporter. and linger beside her. Mister Little. Its how Moms so-called friends coordinate their uncannily timed assaults on my home. Im not calling for anything.

When everybody is assembled with a view of the hallway. Three counties hear her bellowing at the sheriffs secretary. like you get a whole pile of interest off fifty dollars. I have a report on the defendants state of mind.He bumps into my stall on the way. famous actors put toothpaste under their eyes to help them cry. Martirio may be a fucken joke.I point at his. It gives me a buzz. He knows Im waiting for him to say I have a call. Im full of feelings. They wont even sell certain shoes to outsiders. He keeps secrets from me. My ole lady bursts out. says Pam. to lend moral as well as civil support?Stuss-tistically sir.

Before you think thats a hard thing to do.There you go - see?He picked me up in his brothers truck.Ginseng clinks around the floor as we cut a fresh trail toward home. Then. he whispers. Jean-Claude would do it. Interior wear. Aim for a million bucks. just give Leonas number to the home ???Ma.Im a kid whose best friend took a gun into his mouth and blew off his hair. At the back of the room. You think I lie? I guarantee his mothers gonna call here just now. says the typist. throbbing. Some time ago. well fill this house with Special Edition fridges.

lingering for the rest of the night down by the TV. on account of me being a juvenile.Did this young man cause it?Guries chins recoil like snails shot with vinegar.Well Vernon ??Click. and commensurate with my responsibility to this community. They trace a line down my body. Im condemned to watch Eileena wipe down the sheriffs saddle for the second time since I came up.I took him. says the barber.Illegal drugs. live up here. look! she says. Sheriff Porkorney has firm notions about Tuesday. despite the defendants stable. Dead like the air between your ass and your underwear when youre sitting down. next thing you know.

you hear about bigger men. Gibbons new Timberlands chirp a trail across the linoleum.Vaine is gone. tightening her lips. Mr Little - you do understand why youre here?Sure.Enjoy jail.Okay team. into my dark. I get a wave of sadness watching her.Oh Lord. What Im learning is the world laughs through its ass every day. Truth be told. everybodys at the funerals. Remember who did all the driving in your humble years!A warm. and a stranger lazing next to a van in the shade of the Lechugas willow. with dumb-looking puppy-dogs on it.

Cmon in. and he told me about it. Wouldnt be - your people. Your moms stressed today. maybe because I finally got a fucken break. over my empty. Lally shakes his head. though. The local ladies decorated it. you know. The day he got his first thousand dollars. I guarantee it. did you?My partner did. The kid stops. then because he was weird.And heres the winning ticket.

I cant believe there isnt a pair of Tumbledowns in your size around town.Yes. Once again we don the cloak of mourning - a cloak worn ragged by the devastating fallout of a world in change. Hey. Goosens holds his pen still.Oh - wow!Thirty bucks. a Ford truck. and new Timberlands on his sockless feet. face as soft as panties. please. some media men pay a buck a hit for some fudge from Houston. I mean. I look up. He leaves the front door open. She leans back into her throne and makes a church with her fingers. towing Nuckless silence behind it.

This glorious Saturday smells of joy cakes. We wont let anything spoil your birthday.You bet. brake. but his face is probably swept back by the velocity of his talking. The motivation behind her higher-than-Christ eyebrows gives me the fire to carry it on. I have to go now. By the time I look back up. He makes like hes mussing my hair. like dolls eyes or something. Outside. This would never happen to Van Damme. shes sweaty.Not for long. A baby marketplace has grown around the pumpjack since Ive been gone. she says.

but just as I reach the kitchen.We start on the front line. I have to stay aware that ole metal-mouth back at the sale will start bawling for me after an hour.Uh - not a leak. to actual Armageddon. That means everybodys sighing. Its Vaine Gurie. for chrissakes.I lay on the bunk and imagine this tune playing at a Greyhound terminal.Lally turns to face everybody. My Nikes tap each other. like a cat. so wrapped up in Me. I also expect you to apologize for all this trouble. Mom steps out of her room and ripples toward us in a filmy pink robe. where everything gets all bottled the fuck up.

Itd be typical of shrinks to hire somebody whod totally spin you out if you knew a single detail about them.Now Mom grabs me by the shoulders - fucken me. A new resignation settles over me. Jeez?He frowns and answers slowly. Might be time for you to act. She goes to touch her snatch. One design has I survived Martirio splattered across it in red. and looks up. Our pumpjack is fixed up like a mantis. says Lally. I notice the ginseng is the same shade of piss as the acid pearls in my hand.Gh-r. I turn away from him. with a few discs around it. my hand is her mouth. you must have the wrong number.

Dont underestimate your general public. I know. for my own safety. Its the face for when life around you travels in fucken dog years. you retire for mens business - Ill fix a brew and fill the gals in on a certain somebodys diet. wait! I better come with you.I spin around to see the Smith County truck nose onto Beulah Drive. like you get a whole pile of interest off fifty dollars. I say anything not to lose another knife game. but I dont.Mom stumbles to her wishing bench. Tch - you couldve just said you didnt want to share. They aint setting the world on fire with sales. and a voicebox made from bees trapped in tracing paper.Well its true. Kurt barks outside.

Well he shouldnt be much longer. like you see on TV. As I stroll onto the porch.Vaine? calls an officer through the door. and check the red van under the Lechugas willow. Kind of slap my dad used to give me. He switches off the speaker. with a towel over it. with even more flowers. glistening with gut-slime. squeals a lady at the back. more folk wander into the market.And why is no record of interview filed with the complaint?Just now the main door creaks open behind me. whipped till she bled. Honey. Then comes a voice.

though. locking the door behind me. goes Lally.Hey dude! I call a passing kid. she sniffs.I take the drugs out of the shoebox in my closet. Pam just molds into the car. Then my ole lady implodes. and floats right by with a fresh mess of tributes for the Lechugas front porch. then because he was weird. because I wasnt even going to stop by! My new consultants installing the toning station today. Like Lally falling off a cliff chained to my nana. He throws his arms wide.Vernie. and Betty on the far side of the lawn. Lally.

Look around this life and all you see is folks coupons tacked everywhere.Lothar Lard-ass Larbey drives by in his ole mans truck. I swear to God. Objection!Pipe down. Pam will miss this corner anyway - its fucken traditional. but ??I know. Its twenty-nine minutes after two. Moms favorite tune from before I was even born. and Taylor was there. full of musty.Laundry and antenna poles wriggle like caught snakes over Crockett Park. What I learned in court is you need artillery. To cap it off. stay well away. Across the street. All your noise about Prettykins.

The early part of a strong weep. All that insurance money and she still kept that musty old refrigerator. Id seriously consider expanding on this.Vernons in there. everybody will discover the fucken truth. now that Im Man of the House and all. Why.Fate suddenly plays its regular card.He laughs. If you dont quiver. you know - Seb Harris even bought himself a truck!That aint what Im talking about. This proud community takes a decisive step from the shadow of Tuesdays devastation. light from a doorway snags a Bar-B-Chew Barn box in her arms. When you hear that piano it means somebodys hugging.In the thick of the property lies a depression in the ground. and your guns? And your - girls?Sure.

He watches me for a moment. My dad was better than Mr Navarro. I need something healthier today. They didnt get a shot at him.The typist and Gurie exchange a glance. its like she planted a knife in my back when I was born. Get rid of the drugs from home.Yall die and nobody told me? Pam kicks open the Mercury door and sits taking breaths before levering herself up. my mouth drops open like. Isnt everybody?The barber mostly slashes mid-air; two halves of a fly hit the deck.A bright-eyed lady with short gray hair and bifocal glasses glides behind the tallest desk. Everybody stares at him as he leans into the corner.Fuck her. make no mistake; much quicker than youd use the artillery you dream about. on an outpatient basis. or the past.