Fragment of a dream...
"You seen John lately?" April asked. "As a matter of fact, I saw him yestiddy, but o'course he din't see me." "How'd 'e seem?" "Busy sweepin' the sidewalk in front of his hardware store, that neighborhood on the fringe of downtown. Wearin' a sweater vest over a blue chambray work shirt and tie, pair... Sign in to see full entry.