"What are we going to do with these things, mate?"
He moved his box sideways as he did have his way with the words:
"I haven't figured out yet. I'm sure that we both haven't had figured out."
"Uhmmm, say we put them in a cage?"
"To some extent a good idea. I can't really be sure though."
He passed the other man a cigarette as that one fiddled with his chest pocket to get what he would kindle the cigarette with. He did know that that would hurt. He had been told over and oftentimes by the doctor. That had become more of an illusion to him. He didn't need it. He would figure things out himself and would of course be responsible for anything that did happen to him. He would do ex
Previous Chapter
Related Chapters
Tiger In The Street XXVII
"What do you think of Korasov, eh?" He put the newspaper away from his face. He hadn't done that because he wanted to see him only. He did want to catch some air. He had been digging into the information etched in the already folded lots of binded papers on his hand. He dropped it on the table as he did pick up the telephone and tapped some digits in and spoke over it: "A cuppa and two cups of cappuccino." "Why three cup?" The man who was seating before him did seem to have a contention with his decision. Why wouldn't he of course? He was the only one with him in the office. There was no one else. He should be worried. The elder man in fine and boxy suit wielded his face into a
Tiger In The Street XXVIII
"News got to me that your siblings are back on Michigan's street." He lifted the cuppa and tilted it as though he was going to pour it on the one who was sitting opposite him. He had his legs crossed as though he was some smothered cross. He looked over the man again and did the best of the smiles which always did sun his wiles. He knew that the fellow wasn't so keen to figuring such odd out. He would take advantage of it. Twas exactly what he did best. He would keep to it and would make his skills known. The other fellow didn't seem so interested. He seemed to be enjoying his... whatever he was doing to him. He didn't know if he was truly right about that. He didn't know if he did know what that did mean. He could be making guesses of course. He did know what guesses were capable of doing. He
Tiger In The Street XXIX
"What did you think I meant in the first place." A new cuppa had been brought to him. He was all-smile. Lambz didn't know what to make of him anymore. He was tired of wanting to talk him outta it. He did know that the fellow would stick to whatever did seem pleasant to him. He was ready for it of course. He wouldn't push. There was no point in doing that. He had only had the time to make meaning of all which he couldn't address. He would figure out that soon. He wasn't so sure about it. He didn't want to nurse the thought. He would figure out sooner or later. He was acquainted with that fact. Twould always come around. He could say that over and over again. Of course he wouldn't regret saying that. All it didn't say it out if course. He had enclosed it in his rage. He was mastering the whole art. He wanted to be the dean of atrocity. He was more than glad that the whole thing was coming out c
Tiger In The Street XXX
"Tell us about U.C Davis. I bet you've made two or more marks there. Of course you're such." She didn't know what to make of what he had said to her. A part of her wanted it to be regarded as a complement or something close to that. Another part wasn't seeing it from that perspective. All that part could attribute to it was some remote stances she couldn't put up with. She was more than glad that she couldn't put up with that. She did wish that she would be able to ignore whatever would be made to be felt by them. They were her friends matter-of-factly and it had been like forever since they had met. She didn't want to foil the gathering. Of course she would do everything but that. She didn't have the mind for that. She did wish that she would be able to put up with it but couldn't arrive at a sane stance. That was more than what twas. She did want to
Tiger In The Street XXXI
"Why would you do that." His eyes were going fiery. There was nothing he could do to tame them. He didn't think that he did have it in mind to tame them. He didn't even know what he did have in mind. He was figuring what would had prompted that thoughtless act. That was the only meaning he could read to. He did wish that he would be generous enough to allot quite the revered meaning to it. He couldn't help it simply. He didn't know how to make it make sense. He would try his best of course. He had tried all he could do. And that didn't even make any sense to him. He didn't know what would make sense anymore. He was trying to put up with the whole thoughts. He was trying to sieve the whole odds. He was trying to register his rage and identify what and what was useful and would be left of it. He wasn't sure what he was arriving at. He did hope that would do and he would be able to have his way. He didn't even know what way he was refer
Tiger In The Street XXXII
"You thinking what I am?" He held Paul's gaze with his. He didn't know what thoughts were making pawn of the fellow. He couldn't had figure out of course. Even he was a pawn of his own feelings. He would figure out soonest. He didn't even know what thought he was supposed to nurse. He did wish that he would be able to put up with that. He didn't know if that feeling was right. He was hoping that twould be. He didn't know if that was right or not. He would put up for a while. He shouldn't be nursing much thoughts of course. "Bad Idea I guess." Even Paul was no longer a man. He could read that scribbled on his phizog. He didn't know what the fellow was thinking. He didn't even know what he was supposed to think. He was short of thoughts and he could weep because of that. No! He wouldn't. That was some Illusion. He wouldn't put up with it. He wouldn
Tiger In The Street XXXIII
"What do you think we can do?" That was from Dar. All of them were more than interested at that moment. He didn't know what to make of. They all should find a place in their hearts of course to register the odds which had been supplanted. Twasnt what they could ignore. Twasnt what he could put up with. He didn't know if he was the only held in the thought. He couldn't be really sure. He did want to be sure. He wanted to have the words fixed in the appropriate place. He did want to have his way around it. Everyone would want to do that. He did know that every of them wanted to do that. Why should he be exception then? He couldn't make meaning of it. He did want to identify with the rage and register what he couldn't put up with. He did know that he would be able to put up with the meaning sooner or later. He was more than sure about that. He did only want to figure out what he was supposed to do. He did want to understand what
Tiger In The Street XXXIV
"What would you guys love to have?" Dreg looked at Dar. That was his counterpart. At least, that was the only person he could be very free with. He could be free with others too of course, but there was always a distinction to it. And that distinction did really matter to him. Sea didn't seem to be too interested. He didn't know if he was right. She had brought them there and what? She brought them there to lose interest? He wasn't sure. He couldn't be. He didn't try to. He didn't want to begin the trail of such thought. He could actually use several other feelings. Paul on the other hand was cold. Like he was bluntly cold. He didn't hide it. Twasnt like he wasn't interested or something close to that, but twas obvious that something was not right with him. He didn't know what that was. He should ask him but there was not the right place. He would of course figure the right place out and have his rage and expectations s