The smell hit me as soon as I opened the door. I covered my
nose and entered the apartment, to find him watching TV.
“The hell happened in here?”
He smiled and whistled, and a bird flew in from somewhere
and landed on his shoulder, where it quickly deposited some droppings. Looking
at the filthy shirt, I could see it was hardly the first one.
“You know how if a bird poops on you, that’s good luck?”
“I began to explain how it didn’t work if you contrived it,
when he started screaming at the lottery numbers on the TV.
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