CHAPTER 18
That night, Kendall lay in the subway car. He fell into glorious sleep, and soon he was back in the Middle Rind again. He strutted down a busy street in the shopping district near Nonpareil Square, pointing at Gourmans and humans as he walked.
“Ha ha haaaa, what’s going on, people?”
He turned down a boulevard of restaurants and verandas that were hidden from the street. It felt good to be back in the old haunt.
He passed a patio where two humans were playing cards. He straddled a chair and joined them.
“Hey,” an Asian woman said. She was obese, and her face was attractive. A plump white male with red cheeks sat next to her.
“Nice to be back, Macy, Finn,” Kendall said. “I’ll play a round.”
Macy dealt him a hand of cards, and he held them up like a fan in front of his face,
