About 30 minutes into my hour walk back I was starting to regret my decision. It was sunset and starting to get dark. I decided to rest my ass just ...or a minute and then start back home again before it got too late. There was a nice big mansion on the corner that had a large oak tree out front. I thought I could sneak around the back of the tree and rest without anyone seeing me. I found a nice patch of grass and leaned back to relax. As I looked up I noticed a young man in the second. I woke up ravenous ... so back to the Road Kill ... Flat Cats ... Single or a Stack.I had a stack with eggs between each cat ... so they looked like runny puss ... it was great! I can’t stand syrups. I have my flatcats with salt, pepper and real butter. Mmmm.The back road to Livingstone and then over the pass to Bozeman ... time for another breakfast.The sign read: Montana State University ... with an arrow pointing south.Sure ... why not.7th street took a jog at Main ... but the sign one block. Even me.”“Yeah? Like what?”“Ha! You can’t trick me that way, buddy!” I said. I clicked on one of the battery lamps we had. “Where’d you put that bottle?” Red grimaced as he reached it out of his pack near his feet.Taking a shot, he passed it to me. I followed suit and handed it back. Red capped it and put it away again. He seemed completely sober. “I’ll tell you my Big Secret,” he volunteered.“Hey, I didn’t ask! But if you want to talk, okay.” I admit, I felt a kind of voyeuristic curiosity.. "LEAVE? Are you throwing me out, Lenny?"Lenny dipped his face and looked at the floor. "No, of course not. Icouldn't throw you out, could I? I know that. But you're interrupting myweekend and proving a distraction to Sue, so couldn't you just - go?"Hank stood back and took a pull on his beer. "You're not being veryhospitable. I feel insulted. I've being gentle and patient - I've been aregular Boy Scout so far. But now you're giving me cheek. You're notshowing me respect." Quietly, he took a.