He turned and looked at the boy. Standing with his suitcase like an orphan waiting for a bus.

“Peering down into the water where the morning sun fashioned wheels of light, co…”

“For things at a common destination there is a common path. Not always easy to s…”

“When you’re a kid you have these notions about how things are goin to be, Billy…”

“Who is it? said the boy.I dont know. Who is anybody?”