Saturday, May 1, 2010

Job

I was sent to pick up some papers. I have to sign by proxy at a car rental place way down a highway out of town. When I arrived a big Texan man was the manager and asked me if I had a job. I said no. He said, want one? I said yes. He said, you're hired. I said ok and went to his stables to look after his horses. One was born I thought dead. It was curled in the straw gutter without skin. Big rancher told me it was normal. Uncommon but normal. It was a preemie. It would grow skin, just wait. When I came back in a few days it was bigger, had no hair but had a skin coating, eyelids and could move.

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