REV ROAD - PART THREE CHAPTER FOUR

Nor was he plagued with

Cautionary thoughts of what April might say

who she was from the

predatory nature of her smile

she tilted her head slightly to one side

as if to reprove a sullen child

he atoned for his meekness by

staring critically at her tense, quivering buttocks

she was solid and tubulor wearing a

modishly tubular dress

he had to admit, watching her,

that she wasn’t unattractive

-please don’t interrupt-

I’m not interested in moralising

I’d much rather feel that you and I can

discuss things as civilized adults

smiled at him in a

canny speculative way

Ithink your a meddling, tiresome woman possibly a latent lesbian and very definetly - he laid a dollar bill on the table-

very definetly a pain in the ass. have a nice vavation

And what out me?

How am I supposed to feel?

he sat with round imploring eyes and moving lips,

still trying to reason with her

Whatever was bothering her could probably be fixed, could probably have been fixed days ago,

If he had taken the trouble to sit down with her and talk things out

He smiled at her

like a patient psychiatrist

It’s because I don’t love you.

Hows that?

Listen to me. In the first place you know

godamn well you love me

I have. I don’t

feel anything