January winds had been rattling the wood in my window frames all day. They beat an unsteady rhythm. The buzzer fell right into place, like a low-level percussion from the Gas Company Evening Concert. My last nickel was lonely for another nickel it could rub together with, so I went into the waiti...
All my worldly possessions rode in the seat directly behind him, and I rode in the other front seat. Bart stopped singing and pointed to a shoebox full of CDs that was under his seat. He said, “Dig through that box there. I’m pretty sure I’ve got Big Lizard in My Backyard in there.” Big Lizard in...