Book1:TeDream-Maker

hecoulduand．"Thosebigbulliesweretryingtotakeadvantageofme.TheythoughtIwasjustadumbcigarettegirl．Whattheydidn’tknowwas,Ihadsupportedmyselfalltheseyearsbymyownwits."Sheseemedtobereallyproudofherselfandofherproocket-pig．"Whiletheyweretryingtomaulme，Iwasthrashingmyarmsaroundandtookalltheirmohouttheirknowingit．Nowhow’sthat?"

    "OK，littlegirl．You’vebeenthroughquiteenoughforonenight．Sleepnow．Ithinkyou’resafehere.”

    Them，aheavymistbthewholeBayArea．Dimitrilookedatthesleepinglittlegirlpurringinherdream，somuchlikeaiolekitten，onlyshehadahumanbody．Dimitritrolledanimpulsetokissherrosycheeksforfearofwakingher．Everymhetooktwentymiowashacar，sofillinghisbucket，hewentaboutpreparingforhiswork.ItwasDimitri’sphilosophyoflifethatthefleshbodyexistedtoenjoytimeawaytodosowastoletthebodyliveinastateofleisure.Therefore,heworkedashortwhileeveryday,reserviforleisurelyenjoymentoflife．Intheheavymist,pedestrianswereonlyshadows,verymuchlikefishswimmingaboutintheriver．Somehomelesspeoplesatbytheroadsidedrinkingcoffee,calliingstoeachother,wordsingoutlikebubblesfromthemouthsoffishes．DimitriwalkedcarefullyandfoundtheexpeeAmerisedanatitsusualpdbeganhisroutine．Soonagoldenhairedwomaofthemist．ShewasElina，ayoungophthalmologistofaboutthirtyyearsold，asersurgeryexpert．Themistcoveredherlikeaveil，separatingherfromtherestoftheworld．Herradiaywaslikeashadowysunwhosemagnificehadbeendimmed．

    "GoDimitri．Ididn’texpectyoutobeoutsoearly.”

    "Go，Dr.Gelbart．You’reearlierthanusualthism.”

    "Iknow．Ihavequiteafewsurger