Book3:WereMyDreamIs (第708/1399页)

awickerbasketinfrontofthestoreforaake.Itwasjustafter5p.heironsecuritygrillgatewasdownandlockedbyargepadlock.AfterDimitrileftthebakery,businessdeterioratedandwasnolohebusyandpopurpcewherepeoplestoodiobuytheirbreadandpastry.Thebeautieswholivedinthewomen’sdormdoorhadalsodispersed,eachlookingforherowiny.Thewickerbasketwastherebutas,itty.Davidkhatthenewhoboswhohadbeenlaroundthearearetlymusthavegottentoitbeforehim.Hesighed,resigoahungrynightwithoutfoodandwasabouttoleavewhenheheardamusicalvoiearbysaying,

    “Excusemesir.MayIbotheryouforaminuteofyourtimeandaskyouaquestion?”Davidturowardsthespeakerandwassurprisedtoseeahomelesspersonwearinganoldolive-coloredsafarihat,araggedybrownjacketanddirtybckba