Book3:WereMyDreamIs (第80/327页)

saboutthree,fouro’clotheafternooytherequietlyanddidnotfeellikegettingupbecausetherewasnothingforhimtodo.Theonlythinghecoulddowastolettimeslidequietlybyunnoticed.Eversincehewasayouthhehadknownthatonedayhewouldbeeblindsoheusedtoblindfoldhiseyeswithadark-coloredkerchiefandtrytoexperieitfeltliketobeablindman.Buttheaonlygavehimgreatpressurebecausehefounditimpossibletodoanythingwhenblindfolded,sohequicklytookdownthekerchief.Heytheremotionlesslydoingnothingbecausetherewasnothingtodo.Theonlythinghecoulddowastolettimepasshimbyquietly,unnoticed.Heopenedhiseyesandfoundthattheworldwasdarkbeforehiseyes.Heraisedhishandtopulwaythekerchiefbutwassurprisedtofindtherewasnothingchiseyes.Itwasthenthatherealizedhewasblind.

    Thedesertedrosegardentookupquiteabitofspace.Yearsofresultedinrownweedsanddryandwitheredleavesctheground.Wasn’titstrainthemidstofthebusymetropolisagardehiscouldremainforsakenandabandonedforsolong?Therosesinthegardenbloomedinspiteofckofcare,asiftryingtoshowofftheirbrilliantcolors.Buttheirpetalswerecoveredwithdustandtallweedsalmostcrowdedouttherosebushes.Theywerelikehigh-born,aristocraticdiesdownontheirluck.ThefamiliarsoundofbrakesbeingappliedwasheardandsoonDimitriheardfootstepswalkingtowardshimthroughthegrassandbushes.Dimitri’sempty,sightlesseyesturowardsthenoise,knowingRichardandJamazwereback.SeeingthatDimitri’seyeswereopen,Richardsaid,

    “Hi,Dimitri.Hadagoodnap?Didyouhaveanygooddreams?”Dimitriwassurprisedtheywerehomesoearly,soinsteadofanswering,heasked,

    “Issomethingwrong?”

    “No,no”saidRichard.“Mr.Kaffeetoldustoebadgeintooursuits.HewantsustoapanySamanthaandMegginnteexhibitionafamousjewelerisgiving.Samanthareceivedaninvitationtwoweeksago.Mr.Kaffeesaidalthoughthetwoofuswerebodyguards,westillhadtobesuitablydressedinourbestes.”

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    “Ihatetodressup”pinedJamaz.“Itfeelssofinedaricted.I’tstaieseither;it’slikethedogcolr,really,reallyunfortable!”Sayingso,thetwoofthemwentintotheburnthouseandstartedrummagingthroughtheirchestsandboxes,lookingfortheirformalsuitswhichtheyhadn’twornsiheyresignedfromtheirpostsaspresidentandvice-presidentofWorldBank.Finallytheyfouom-madeclothesatthebottomoftheirtrunk.Carryinghisinhishand,RichardwalkedoutandsaidtoDimitri,

    “Havetoleavenow.Wemustgotothebakery,washanddressedupbeforejoinihers.tihyourrest,Dimitri,we’llbringdinnerhome.”Thetwoofthemwalkedthroughtheweedieddesertedgardentowardsthegate.HalfwaytowardstheentranceRichardsuddenlyrememberedsomethingandturnedbacksaying,

    “Ohyes,Ifottotellyousomethilyagroupofhomelesspeoplehavebeenhangingoutarouhinkingofmovinginonus.Atfirst,Ididn’tmindandhadnoproblemsharingtheuseofthispcewiththem.Ithoughtweoorandhomelessvagabondsandthisquietgardenisrgeenoughforusalltoco-existpeacefully.Butassoonastheygothere,thesehooligaosms,indulgeinsexies,FKeachotherfrombehind,throwusedneedles,bottlesandwastealroundaswelsurinateandrelievethemselvesaheyfeltlike,stinkingupthewholepce,makingourlittleparadiseutterlyunlivable.IdrovethemalloutaupanyoneIseelurkingaround.Theirleadercame