On my saddle, a nylon case holds a radio. A voice breaks the silence: “John? it’s Richard….Fox...there’s two couple of hounds running east...I’ll see if I can stop them”
No one responds, but the grammatically inclined silently add an “s” to the end of “couple.”
Later, Bart will scream unintelligible gibberish.
Scotty views a fox, but refuses to talk on the radio.
Daddy asks why no one reported a split that’s just crossed Long Lane.
Eileen mentioned it five minutes ago.
Daddy says if he didn’t hear her, she didn’t say it. No argues with his logic.
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