Patrick glanced at Stephan, stood up and carefully pitter-pattered toward him, paying particular attention to the sway of his hips. “What is it, Stephan? I’ve grown immensely weary of your demonstrations.” “Shush now, Patrick. This is extra ordinary. I have a conviction, I am convinced, I can ass...
We had a deck of cards, but none of us had any idea how to play it. Canasta was just a game I remember hearing reference to in some movie I’d recently seen starring that man who looks and sounds like stairs. We were passing cards to each other in an aimless fashion, glancing at them briefly and p...