NARRATIVE of WARD COURIER, Continued

March, 2012

RUSKIN, NY

I was also shocked by Lys' appearance. It was the old Lys, but she was dressed so down: jeans, T-shirt, and that even more beat-up white ski jacket I remembered from our night in Ellicottville just about two years before. It actually had silver duct-tape covering a few of the gaps in it. It looked decrepit, unless that was a fashion statement somewhere in the world that had yet to hit here. Her ...