Chapter 4
111 Words
1991
This is one hell of a way to celebrate your fiftieth birthday!
I"m a lean, mean goose attractin" machine. I don"t mind the nine months of storage in somebody"s garage, because I know what the other three months are going to bring, but this has me worried. Very worried.
I"m sitting up on a shelf in Butch"s Pawn Shop. Downtown! In St. Louis, Missouri! Downtown! In a city!
This is not at all where I belong. There are other decoys up on this shelf with me, and from the looks of them, this might be a good place for them to stay. But, not me.
It seems like only yesterday.
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