High Midnight: a Toby Peters Mystery (Book Six)
“I saw a few bloodstains, but I was too tired to tidy up. Mrs. Plaut had trapped me briefly. She wanted to know if I needed a new knife. I told her I would make do with my remaining sharp one.
I didn’t bother to look in the mirror. I could feel the stubble on my chin and I knew it would be gray-brown and that I’d look like an overdone makeup job for a Warner Brothers gangster. I threw my coat on the sofa, kicked off my shoes, took off my shirt, wiggled my toes and plopped on the mattress.
When I... woke up, I tried to hold onto a piece of dream, to pull it by the tail so I could see the whole thing. It had something to do with baseballs, and I think there were horses in it, but I couldn’t rope it and it rode or flew away. It was nearly noon. My tabletop Arvin told me Japan had almost won in Java and Burma, but that we had retaliated by having the FBI arrest three Japanese in Sacramento. Supposedly the three Japanese had weapons and uniforms and were ready to attack the state capitol.MoreLess
I didn’t bother to look in the mirror. I could feel the stubble on my chin and I knew it would be gray-brown and that I’d look like an overdone makeup job for a Warner Brothers gangster. I threw my coat on the sofa, kicked off my shoes, took off my shirt, wiggled my toes and plopped on the mattress.
When I... woke up, I tried to hold onto a piece of dream, to pull it by the tail so I could see the whole thing. It had something to do with baseballs, and I think there were horses in it, but I couldn’t rope it and it rode or flew away. It was nearly noon. My tabletop Arvin told me Japan had almost won in Java and Burma, but that we had retaliated by having the FBI arrest three Japanese in Sacramento. Supposedly the three Japanese had weapons and uniforms and were ready to attack the state capitol.MoreLess
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