Book3:WereMyDreamIs

urnedandquicklymadeoffthewayhecamewiththeefirmlybetweenitsteeth.

    “Givemebackmywhitee,yousonofabitch”screamedDavid,runningafterthedog.“Givemebackmywhitee...”

    Catgontothefactthatshehadbeenswihemiddle-agedwomanshouted,“Liar!Liar!”PedestriansstoppedtowatchDavidrunningafterthedogwhilethewomantoldthemherstory.Davidrealizedthathisploytogetmoneybypretendingtobeblindhadbeenexposed,sohegaveupchasingMaureenandquicklyslippedawayinanotherdire.

    Maureencrossedseveralblockssafelyandmadeforthesideofthekewiththewhiteeinitsmouth.Whenhisfigureappearedattheerofthestreet,thechildrenandadultssurroundingDimitrisawhimingandcriedouthappily,

    “Hey,yourlittledogisingback!”

    “Look!Hehasyourwhiteei