The 5th Witch
The 5th Witch
“Early the next day he drove out to visit his father at the Stage Performers’ Retirement Home in Pasadena. It was a hazy morning but very warm, and his father was sitting on his balcony, looking out over a steeply sloping orange grove. He had three decks of playing cards on the table in front of him, and he was obviously trying to perfect some trick. A bright yellow canary was sitting in a cage next to him, twittering and cheeping on its perch. Perversely, his father had named the canary Sylvester.
His father was a small man with a round pugnacious face, a snub nose, and rimless spectacles. His hair was white now, but it still stuck up like one of the Katzenjammer Kids. He was wearing a yellow and red Hawaiian-style shirt with white chest hair curling out of it, red shorts, and yellow socks.
“You don’t usually visit me on Tuesdays,” his father remarked, as Dan stepped out onto the balcony.
“You don’t want me here?
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