James Ferron Anderson

A well-adjusted person wouldn't talk much. There's not a lot to be said about most of life. Most days, weeks, years, lives, nothing happens... and still we carry on chattering at each other.

Where has Arnold been?_ I said. _... the Westwoods get in the papers.___atting the orphans.___etting homes for the homeless.___egs for the legless._ She was laughing as she said it.__lind dogs,_ I said. __ogs for the blind, that is.___atting blind dogs._ We both laughed and drank. __etting legs for them.___omes for legless, blind orphan dogs._ Maybe we were both a little drunk, on bourbon or on the past.