I was full of love and kisses. Nighttime was really my time. The rest of the twenty-four hours I could do without, especially morning. You could put me ten feet under, most mornings, and I d hardly notice the difference. But about ten or so at night with a jukebox going and some people around and a few beers to relax everyone s nerves, then I stopped wondering what it was all about and took it as it came.
People get kicks in different ways.
Susan, for instance. Don t expect me to tell you how she gets hers writing a poem, I suppose. In my opinion, it s stirring up something between you and the general public, whoever he may happen to be. Which was why an evening like this at Asher s could turn into something with cream. It was funny how I could get excited and stirred up and happy at night, but it never happened in the daytime.