03-01-2022, 10:12 AM
There was a brief full moon over Menachem’s hole.
Mercifully, it passed.
Less mercifully for Anita: it didn’t. She strained and strained, but nothing came.
What was she doing? Right. Harry. Down a hole again. Was he ever lovelier than when he needed her? It was like the old days again.
“You ever thought about, you know,” Anita reminisced as she stumbled about in search for that hole, “going the-- ow, the places we used to go? And, you know, trying things other than standing up.”
Mercifully, it passed.
Less mercifully for Anita: it didn’t. She strained and strained, but nothing came.
What was she doing? Right. Harry. Down a hole again. Was he ever lovelier than when he needed her? It was like the old days again.
“You ever thought about, you know,” Anita reminisced as she stumbled about in search for that hole, “going the-- ow, the places we used to go? And, you know, trying things other than standing up.”
