ABSTRACT
Kleo saw Dalva crossing the street as he got off the bus. Dalva was carrying a brown bag in hand. But Kleo learned a great deal about farm animals, birds, and plants from his detailed and rich narratives. His travel adventures were told with gaiety and wit, and he had a special talent for making himself look foolish without losing his dignity. But only when the other staff members aren't there, those sonuvabitch don't want them there no more", Grace shouted between bites, just as a middle-aged couple walked out of the post office through the back entrance. Grace and Kleo were finishing eating when Dalva pointed to a man opening the blue van's door. He threw a large mail bag in the passenger seat, and drove away in a hurry. Kleo and Grace started laughing, stopping only when Dalva began a graphic description of what their smashed bodies would look like had they still been sleeping under the van.
