Book3:WereMyDreamIs

edquicklyoutofthestore.“Hey!Hey!Hey!eback!Robber!Thief...”criedtheoldwoman.Butperhapsbecauseshewasold,feebleandnotabletowalkveryfast,shedidnotrushoutafterhim.ThusEmmathisbrooisebycheatingtheoldwomanoutofherantiqueandpayingonlyapittance.

    Emmanuelexamihetortoiseinhishand,tougandpullingit.Hefoundthatitstailwasmovableandshouldhavesomekindofmeismattachedinside.Hepulleditoutasfarasitwouldgoago.Itbouncedback.Ah!evidentlythereringinside.Justatthatmoment,athinlineofpowdersquirtedoutofthetortoise’mouthstraighttowardsEmmanuel’snoseandmouth.Heseemedtosmellthesweetfragranceofunknownflowersandfellfastasleeponthebench.

    Awhileago,CharinaandDimitriweresittingatthetwoendsofheroblongdiningtablewithMaureeweenthem.Ablueballooangledinabranchofatreeinherbackyard,dahebreeze.Sheinallywareathimtoaniahighcssrestaurant,butDimitrishrugged,poiohisdipidatedclothingandpolitelydeedsayinghewasnotdressedforit.CharinatookhimtoanoptometristandboughthimapairofsuorepcethepairDavidtookandtheothegrocerystoreandboughtsomegroceryanditemsfordailyuse.Befoinghome,shestoppedatapizzashopandorderedsomepizza.Dimitrisatatthetableenjoyinghisextremelysatisfyingmeal,drinkingfromhistallgssofbeerfromtimetotime.Hefeltthatthefoodhewaseatingwasdeliciousandlifewasreallywonderful.FearingthatMaureen’slongearsmightbrushintothecheeseandothersauhisdishwhichwouldtarnishhislongsilkyfur,Charinatiedhisearstogetherwithabowatthetopofhishead,makinghimlookcuterthanever.Shehadcutupsomepizzaintobite-sizepieaureentomakeiteasierforhimtoeat.