Promises to the Dead
“Way far ahead I could see a statue of George Washington standing on top of a tall column, gazing out over the city. Trouble was, I was so dizzy I saw two of everything, including the monument itself. My knees felt like they'd melted. And I kept vomiting, though there was nothing in my belly but green stuff that burned my throat when it came up.Somehow I made my way to that tall column and from thence to number 115 West Monument Street. It was a grand place, well kept and dignified, the home of ladies and gentlemen. Here I was, dirty and bloody and so dizzy I could scarcely stand up. How was I to knock on that big door and ask for Miss Polly Baxter? Why, she'd never speak to a raggedy boy like me.While I stood there, swaying back and forth, the door opened and out came a well-dressed gent wearing a black armband. I had to stare hard to keep from seeing two of him. "Come along, step lively, don't dawdle," he called to someone inside. A plumpish woman hastened out the door, followed by a... pretty young lady with a melancholy look.MoreLess
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