He found himself dreaming of Gert. They were having a crazy argument. It had Johnny laughing almost hysterically.“How much wood could a woodchuck chuck, if a woodchuck could chuck wood?” said his aunt.“What if it’s called a groundhog?” asked Johnny.“How much ground could a groundhog hog, if a groundhog could hog ground?” she retorted with a straight face.“Okay,” he said, “what if it’s called a gopher?”Gert thought for a second, raised a finger and said: “Just how far could a gopher go, if a gopher could go far?”Johnny laughed, but he felt strangely sick. Confusion filled his mind amid a thickening haze of pain. He felt his hands and his feet tingle as entire body became aware. He groaned and tried to open his eyes, but all he could distinguish was a soft green glow. The smell of earth filled his nostrils.He was warm and wet. Something bitter, a small gob of plant material, was stuffed into his cheek. It tasted terrible, so he spat it out.He tried to bring his hand up to his mouth but he was under some kind of blanket.When he tried to move, his head pounded behind his right ear.
