“So, do you want to pay him a visit?” he asked Commensurion.
The latter
stared across the room. Most of the
ladies had gathered around pop star Maitland Moon, who posed for photographs
beside a large oil portrait of himself done by Commensurion’s sister Elaine.
“I don’t
know,” Commensurion replied pensively.
“Well,
make up your mind. I’m heading out that
way as soon as I leave here.” Johnson put the last sausage ball in his
mouth. He wondered what they would taste
like made with a superior variety of cheese.
