Part 2
I wish I'd missed it. For both of them were there, Horse and Van, looking up my way and smiling, too. The slobs. There wasn't _one_ woman there. There were three, all beautiful.
_Two_ men and _three_ women.
The dirty, science-hating sons.
I wish I'd missed it. For both of them were there, Horse and Van, looking up my way and smiling, too. The slobs. There wasn't _one_ woman there. There were three, all beautiful.
_Two_ men and _three_ women.
The dirty, science-hating sons.