A reef, Auntie was. Twenty years later. Frank was not a patient fella. Libby s cannery. Different worlds, different times.
Dreamers miss stuff.
In a place as furious as America, missing a beat, will get you run over. I never told Foreman Frank about Auntie Kris. Froggy or Lentz or Smitty, that I was studying law. I couldn t tell the school I was doing swingshift, union wages. Professors wanted us clerking for law firms, six bucks an hour.