to sit on my lap while i read. that's all that i need."
it looked to me like they'd find him face down in some cold alley if life or the corner liquor store hooked him just a few more times. empty bottles near by.
i gave it to him for five.
the little girl with the frizzy hair came back to visit the cats a few times. one time i saw her carrying hank half upside down like a sack of groceries that had gotten out of her control. then she walked across the room to the black couch. hank's big blue eyes just peered up helplessly, wondering what it was all 