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Show 123 Our Lady of Fatima and as of yet nothing bad had happened. Helen prayed that xxa Bush would get out of the hospital for her last Christmas and the problem with Jon would be resolved and that safe certainly all had come true. Not only that, it looked like Grandma Funster had abandonned ship with Uncle M Jon. The only person taking messages in the house was Andrew and those came mostly from Crow, who must have felt he was under pressure since the Puerto Ricans moved in with two parrots who Andrew had offered the same terms he had given Crow; messages for Corn Curls. Now Red was starting to xxa sell toilet paper. Institutions who had been using other brands for years began to buy Red's paper, probably, because as Red said, it was the best god-damn toilet paper in the world. We used it ourselves, and frankly, it wasn't so hot, but compared to most the stuff you got in public toilets, it was okay. Helen had an interview lined up after New Years for a receptionist job at the little Catholic college that me and Karl parked his truck at when we went to burglarize homes in Glenwood, which gave Helen a look in her eye like I had never seen. The Infant had scored an extra votive candle and a new dress while Helen sent all his other little clothes, underwear and all, to the dry cleaners. She got a little box for him to xiixax stand on so now he stood higher than ever over the holy room, staffed, globed, adorned. Helen and i The Infant were kxiiixxgxikaxxakxwaxiax hitting the job world. Of course Helen's whole job thing made Red mad with a brand new ambivalence. Red didn't know anybody whose wife x worked, certainly not in the neighborhood, though the thought of more money in the house made him feel pretty good except that it ma made it look like he couldn't support his family so had to send his wife out to work, aaa even if it did make him kind of proud of her, getting a job at a college, still, she should be home taking care of the kxaa kids and it must i have been that operation she had that mxxsxxaaxxik robbed her of her womanhood and gave her the idea that she should go out and get a job and- neglect her family like she was some young unmarried kid up there with all those lecherous professors and Catholics who you couldn't trust as far as you could throw them even though Red could probably throw them pretty far. Helen was still pretty and she and Red still made noise in the bedroom so everything was functioning as far as I could figure. |