“What got into that horse? Acted like it had a bee up its ass.” Henry stood with help and grimaced in the direction of his now peacefully grazing horse.

[…] one day I did her on the kitchen table, and several times on the dining-room table.

They both departed from the xenodochial type, in limiting admission to the sick only, and from the city hospital tradition by depending for support entirely on privately donated funds.

Disco went out of style in the 1980s, but is now in fashion again.