We had just finished
snorting evaporated milk.
Joan’s energy
began to tail off quickly.
“It was good,
but for a really
short time,” she said.
“Yeah, that’s
the way it is.”The Pedro knocked
on the window
and climbed through.
And empty box
of evaporated milks
at between uson the couch.“Your guys
are doing
the milk thing
again.”
“Yup,” Joan piped.
“Builds strong bones,”
I added.
Pedro nodded.“Hey, I have
nothing against it.
It’s just not my thing.
