God's Pocket Page #2

I love her last night, and

I loved her this morning,

before she brushes her teeth

or I know she snores.

I'm used to the feel

of her beside me.

I've known her warmth

and her coolness.

She's... forgiven me.

I've forgiven her.

I'm used...

I'm used to the feel

of her beside me.

You're right.

I think I f***ed her

last night too.

I hope she don't have

no type of herpes.

I'm used to the feel

of her, you know?

I've been writing the story

of this city for 20 years.

What's up with the lights?

Oh, talk to Arthur, Mick.

I keep telling him

he's got to relax.

- I'll do that.

- Do that.

All we can do is have faith

in the electric company.

- Am I right?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, right, yeah.

Sophie says we ain't had

electric for two hours.

It's out in the whole neighborhood.

Yeah.

What are we gonna do with

the load I just brought in?

What the f*** do you think we're

trying to figure out here, Mick?

It's gonna be back

right away. Just relax.

Yeah.

Listen, we got a little business

to talk about, all right?

Right.

I got a problem.

Let me guess.

You don't have my $700.

I'm into Sal for 20 large.

Jesus Christ.

I got so much sh*t going down,

I don't even know where

it's coming from.

Forget it. I'm doing all right.

When you get it,

you can give it to me.

All right?

Take some of the meat.

Nothing I can do with that.

It's not even cut.

F*** it.

Let's get this sh*t in your truck.

I can't use it like this.

There's nowhere to cut it up.

Look, we'll get the electric

back on, you come back tomorrow,

we'll get somebody to

cut it up for you.

- Here you go.

- I got it.

- You got it, Mick?

- All right.

- You okay?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

F*** it all.

It all works out in the end.

All right, what happened here?

It was the lift.

The shackle come loose.

Usually it's tied down

when we're not using it.

The...

chain swung out, and the shackle...

hit the boy right in

the back of the head.

That's what happened.

I seen the whole thing.

Kid never knew what hit him.

Anyone else?

I seen it too.

What was his job?

He was a day laborer.

That it?

That's what happened.

Jeanie?

Jeanie.

Leon's dead.

Richard.

You feeling all right?

Yeah, I had the flu.

Didn't see your column

on page two yesterday.

Opened the paper to see a

goddamn picture of some girl

that had her teeth wired

together to lose weight.

Readers count on you, Richard.

Feeling much better today, okay.

So I looked over the last year.

Did you know you missed 42

days, not counting vacations?

Really?

Mm-hmm.

And I got to thinking about it.

Maybe we ought to bring in

another columnist, you know,

someone to lighten the load.

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