”“Where do you know here from?”“School,” I said, but no more.Radcliff set the top folder to her right, opened the next folder, and set it to...the left. There were three more folders to go. I spotted my picture in the second folder. It looked like a blowup of my Driver’s License photo. It was good to know the photos had more than one use. “You are a full time student at the University of Texas at Arlington, correct?”“Yes.”“Your major is Architecture, correct?”“Yes.”She glanced at the other. When I finally stopped, Murphy was lying there whimpering and clutching his stomach and Susan was sitting in her car and sobbing out “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” I walked back to my truck and drove home.Susan called me several times the next day and as soon as I heard her voice, I hung up on her. Then she decided that since I wouldn’t take her calls she would come over to the house. When she got there, she rang the bell and when I answered it and saw that it was Susan I closed the door in. Do you like the scenery?”“Fuck yeah. Is that all it is, though?”“What?”“Scenery.”“Yes and no. These bitches are all owned by us, the male voices. You can’t fuck any of them unless the one who owns them allows it, but we generally will say okay if we get to do the same to yours. I take it you’re going to join us here?”“I hope so. You know Nathan, right?”“What, pipsqueak?” he laughed. “Yes, we all know him. Why?”“I was looking for him, that’s all,” I said, sensing they wouldn’t like the real. “Zero to a hundred in four seconds?” Sean asked.“It is closer to three,” Chief Fastman said.“Three seconds?” Sean asked.“No. Three hundred miles per hour,” Chief Fastman answered.“That is fast,” Sean said. “Speaking from experience, I can say that the Dwarves do like fast cars.”“Do you know what really makes me mad?” Chief Fastman asked.“No.”“I hate it when the speeder drives past while pointing and laughing at me when I’m stuck in the sign,” Chief Fastman said.“I can imagine how it must make.