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Show Acting Alone pa g e 31 a private parking lot behind some college kids' 3.2 disco, waiting for drunk youngsters to park there so he could be rude to them, hoping they'd touch him first so he could maim them in self-defense. Sam suddenly got a very vivid picture of Bouncy standing there, all by himself in his black and silver vest, vigilantly cold-sober, under strict orders not to fire his M-16 - After a jolt that almost sent the car reeling off into the soft shoulder, Sam realized that his obsessed head was mixing his own extrapolations of Shannon's Bouncy story with the things he'd been hearing about Sgt. Spikey on NPR. Strange image, Bouncy and Spikey mixed. Why had Sam mixed them in his second mind? What could a psycho killer possibly have in common with a Marine hero? To what was Bouncy hostage? So Sam and Shannon rolled, almost in spite of themselves, into the tiny Nebraskan agricultural community of Kiev. Sam tried to find some Mussorgsky on the radio. The closest thing he got was a month-long nonstop John Lennon memorial extravaganza, which he switched off immediately after they played "I am the Walrus." "Okay. Turn here," said Shannon. "Gol, Kiev's got their own exit now. Regular town, huh Sammy?" "Toy town," said Sam. These tiny towns immediately east of the Rockies held a feeling of |
