When large Abe Ider fidgeted, the couch shook beneath the three: the tiny girl, the frail old man, and lard lump Abe. When he finally spoke, the room echoed with morose thunder...

“They drew out old bills: utility bills, dr. bills, lawyer’s bills, bills of attainder, bills of particulars, bills of lading, bills of fare, puffin bills, ostrich beaks, rhino horns, bills of sale, bills past due, bills paid in full, bills never opened in yellowing envelopes with crinkled cellophane windows clouding out demolished addresses of bankrupt firms.”

“Stop, Please, Daddu.”