The Sound And the Furry
“Ory drove a very small but new-looking car that made hardly any sound at all. A car with no vroom vroom? Not my kind of ride, baby. We followed her down the street that bordered the bayou, around a bend and out of town. The clouds got darker and so did the bayou. It disappeared behind a wall of growing things—so much green around here, not so easy to get used to—and then slipped back into view again, kind of like a very long and wide silvery snake; a thought I wished I hadn’t had. Dr. Ory pulle...d up to an old falling-down shack.
We parked beside her.
“They used to take swamp tours out of here,” she said over her shoulder, walking down toward the bayou. “Business went under a few hurricanes ago.”
“A Boutette-owned business, by any chance?” Bernie said.
Dr. Ory paused, then kept going. “Their timing could be better.”
“Was Ralph involved in the business?”MoreLess
We parked beside her.
“They used to take swamp tours out of here,” she said over her shoulder, walking down toward the bayou. “Business went under a few hurricanes ago.”
“A Boutette-owned business, by any chance?” Bernie said.
Dr. Ory paused, then kept going. “Their timing could be better.”
“Was Ralph involved in the business?”MoreLess
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