Book3:WereMyDreamIs
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wlysmokinghiscigarettebutt,itsdimlightbrighteninganddimming,heaskedhimself, “AmIreallyold?Mylegsarenolongerasnimbleandagileastheyusedtobeandmybackbothersmeallthetime.ThenightisstillyoungbutIamalreadyverytired.Thedecadesrolledbysofast.Mylifeseemedscarcelytohavebegun,buthereitisalreadyending…”Hethrewawayhiscigarettebuttandwasabouttoliedow,whewohomelesspersonslikehimingtowardshimontheoppositesideofthestreet.Ohemushingabrandnewshoppingcartwhiletheotherworedarkgssesandhadawhiteeinhishand.DavidreizedhimashisoldfriendDimitriandalsoguessedattheidentityofhispanion. ThateveningafterleavingDimitriatthenoisystreeter,Davidwalkedon,eyespeeledfarettebuttsleftoreets.Herummagedineverygarbagefordiscardedleft-overfood,butunfortunatelycameupwithonlyafewemptybeers.HewasgreatlydisappointedandwalkedtowardsDream-Maker’sBakery,knowingthattheyalwaysleftday-oldbreadandpastriesthatwouldnotkeepinawickerbasketinfrontofthestoreforaake.Itwasjustafter5p.heironsecuritygrillgatewasdownandlockedbyargepadlock.AfterDimitrileftthebakery,businessdeterioratedandwasnolohebusyandpopurpcewherepeoplestoodiobuytheirbreadandpastry.Thebeautieswholivedinthewomen’sdormdoorhadalsodispersed,eachlookingforherowiny.Thewickerbasketwastherebutas,itty.Davidkhatthenewhoboswhohadbeenlaroundthearearetlymusthavegottentoitbeforehim.Hesighed,resigoahungrynightwithoutfoodandwasabouttoleavewhenheheardamusicalvoiearbysaying, “Excusemesir.MayIbotheryouforaminuteofyourtimeandaskyouaquestion?”Davidturowardsthespeakerandwassurprisedtoseeahomelesspersonwearinganoldolive-coloredsafarihat,araggedybrownjacketanddirtybckbaggypants.Onhisfeetairofover-sizedblock-headedbckshoes.ThedresscodelicaofhisoldfriendDimitri!Theperson’sfacewassmearedwithdustandmudastobealmostunreizable,butitcouldnotdisguiseapaire,beautiful,soulfuleyes. “Wereyoutalkingtome?”askedDavid “Yes.Yes.IjustwaoaskifyouhadseenahomelesspersoncalledDimitriaroundhereretly?” “Oh,youmeantheolddogDimitri.Heisblind,right?” “Right.Heisablindman.Hashebeenaroundhereretly?Iwanttofindhim.”Davidlookedatthespeakerandthebrandnew,fullypackedshoppingcartheushing.Pstitainers,probablyfulloffood,lyingatthetop,caughthiseyeandhadhimdrooling. “Er….ohyes,yes.Ijusttalkedtohimawhileagoforquitealongtime…Heissomewherearound….”saidDavid,hiseyeslockedonthefoodintheshoppingcart.Thespeakerseemedtouandhisunspokenrequest.Hepickedupapstitainer,abottleofwaterandhahemtoDavidsaying, “Hopeyouhaveaniceevening.”Thecockerspanielwhichhadbeenlyinginthebabyseatoftheshoppingcartsuddenlystoodupandbarkedseveraltimes,evidentlyhavingcaughtthestofhisoldfriend. 12 “Dimitrishouldbesomewhereseveralblocksfromhere.Iwasjusttalkingtohimawhileback.Goandfindhim.”Davidthankedhisgenerousbeorprofuselyandstoodlookingattheretreatingbackasthatpersonhurriedquicklyaway..Thoughhewaswearingloose,ill-fittingclothing,itcouldnotcealhistall,sveltefigure.Whenhehandedoverthetainerandbottleofbottle,Davidnoticedthatthehandswereslimandwhite.Theywereawoman’shandsthathadneverbeen