Sometimes his rants would lead to fits of uncontrollable tears, wild gyrations and chaotic outbursts.Carl was ... unusual. His black coat matched his ...air and shoes. Carl always wore a black toupee. Diner patrons referred to Carl’s toupee as, “Hair by Monsanto.” Others mumbled that Carl’s hair had more petroleum than most oil cans.Carl thought his black shoes rendered him invisible. Invisible meant safe and Carl lived for safety. The owner of a serious case of agoraphobia, Carl rarely ventured. She had flown to England for a week to compete in competition, and along those lines, she maintained she wanted to stay in New York for a little longer. They had some overseas competitions they wished to enter.'It will be fun, kisa.' Viktoriya blew a kiss into the mirror so I could see her. 'I will meet many skilled dancers!'I cracked my knuckles in frustration while I thought-spoke on my bus ride to work. I hadn't experienced jealousy of this intensity before. The idea of Viktoriya twirling. My anxiousness grew as I sat there, wishing I could go to the party, and just, get it over with. Hell, maybe I'd even get a chance to have a little fun while I was at it.Suddenly, I saw a shadow on the wall - seriously - and before I could realize what it was, a pillow hit me straight in the face, then fell on the floor in front of me. I gasped and looked at my brother, who was laughing like a complete ass that he was."Oh, Kev, dear..." I said, a smile creeping up my lips as I reached down for. Charlene avait tent? de fuir, mais pour ?tre reprise presque tout de suite. Ligot?s, quelques coups de poings re?us dans les cotes pour les faire se tenir tranquilles, un sac de toile sur la t?te pour les aveugler, ils avaient ?t? hiss?s tous les trois ? nouveau dans le petit hydravion. D?collage, amerrissage (o???), transfert ? terre sur la plate-forme d’un camion, puis un interminable voyage dans les chaos d’une route d?fonc?e, la chaleur, les mouches et la poussi?re. Enfin, l’arriv?e la nuit.