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