Roland jumped on the horse and with herculean strength picked her up one armed and plopped her down in front of him. “I've had my fill of mechanicals of late. Hold on.”
Everyone needs someone. When the kampong spirit is in evidence, nobody needs to feel alone or abandoned.
Here's your shirt, said Slippery. Make it snappy, we're late.
Here's your shirt,
Make it snappy, we're late.
For a man who can listen for an hour to Mr. White, the whining, nasal, Whangdoodle preacher, and then sit down and write, without shedding melancholy from his pen as water slides from a duck's back, is more than mortal.
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