FALLING INTO EL PASO: part 4



SO YOU SEZ, HRICKO, TEPY BROUGHT IN THE DMT BY BOAT ... INTO HER OWN DOCK. We were splitting the last two of a short pack of Straights on Hricko's cat just west of the tidal channel leading up to Tepy's dock. We could have waded it on our knees. MAYBE SHE BROUGHT IN AN ASPRIN BOTTLE, HRICKO and he dropped the lefty ... then snorted DOCK FEELS A LOT LONGER AND WATER DEEPER WHEN TEPY'S PULLING ON THE END

ARE YOU CRAZY, HRICKO? NO DAMNED WOMAN CAN PULL A DOCK OR STRETCH IT. Ben had teased a red glow from the roach ... NOT THE DAMNED DOCK, NICKY. I DON'T THINK ERLYNE EVERY TOUCHED THE DOCK ... IT WAS THE GODFORSAKEN SWAMP SHE WAS PULLING IN ... and flicked it fizzing into the eternal salt-grass marsh. I believe him now.