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Codi, please tell me what you hear about this I can’t stand to think it could be the saotten Nobody here can eat or talk There are dark stains all over the ceet
She signed it, perversely, "The luckiest person alive"
I heard nothing I listened to the radio, but there wasn’t a word Two days, nothing Then, finally, there was one brief report about the American in the helicopter as taken prisoner by the Nicaraguan governs, the radio said, no connection to us He was shot down and taken prisoner, and that is all No children had died in an orchard, no sisters, no mothers, no split skulls And I’m sorry to say this, I kneas a lie, but I was comforted
"Who came up with the idea that Indians are red?" I asked Loyd oneIf I wasn’t careful I could lose myself in this man His color was like some wholesome form of bread, perfectly done His forearm, which my head rested on, was sparsely covered with silky black hair
He turned his head His hair was perfectly straight, and touched his shoulders "Old movies," he said "Westerns"
We were inLoyd was a wonderful insoh to bottle That’s what I’d written Hallie, who now, even if my daily letters were cohter," I’d confessed, "but he’s better than Sominex" When Loyd lay next to me I slept deep as a lake, untroubled by drea Emelina’s children, and all that But he didn’t invitemine was better He liked to pull books down off my slim shelf and read parts aloud in bed, equally pleased with poetry or descriptions of dark-phase photosynthesis It occurred to h overthe back reports
But the shades were drawn "Old westerns were in black and white," I reo If John Wayne had lived in the time of color TV, everybody would knohat Indians look like"
"Right," I said, gently picking up Loyd’s forearuy in pancake makeup that played Tonto"
"Tonto who?"
"Tonto Schwarzenegger Who do you think? Tonto The Lone Ranger’s secretary"
"I didn’t groith a TV in the house" He withdrew his arm and rolled over on his stomach, forearms crossed under his chin It looked like a defensive posture "After we got plu in Santa Rosalia we all sat around and watched the toilet flush Sounds like a joke, right? How many Indians does it take to flush a toilet"
"It’s no big deal Sorry Forget it"