�7#� �� 0 0 0 0 0 > P P P P Z d d( �x P  $ V* � 0 V = V V � V V V V V Vmr. grenache IV: maria�s secret wedding it could have been anybody. according to mr. grenache (who watched it all, we hear, from crouched behind a heat-vent) who cautiously asserts he�s used to seeing ghosts on the floor; they slide he says down the filmy curtains after clinging for seven odd years and they lie in a scrap-paper pile on the boards, hardwood to the last it could have been any old hang-dog mama�s boy down in the whitewashed parish hall getting the sense beat out of him sweetly marrying maria because she�d told him to or at least suggested it. down in the secret cavern we gathered round the single crimson torch to read his postal card: we can almost hear him laugh and write a smiley face after the sentence, to let us know he�s sporting: �and if she really marries that bum i�m going to trade my rigger for a liquor store.� victoria was there and tubulara too down in the misty V-shaped cavern, the one with the very first paintings still dripping on the walls of ancient fires and you don�t remember them mr. grenache but i do i was there when the first stag violated the first snow stretched taut and teasing when the first berry dropped into a loved one�s mouth; dew, it said, and dew, unselfconsciously unceremoniously fell in open webs and maria�s secret wedding now revealed, the colours will be black and gold when maria�s secret nightmare is repeated and if she marries that sonofabitch i�m a trade my rifle for a shot gun u0� :�z1�2y��M{g�~���`#�_t|� �L��L�� I�JKzwp/K^��>K^��9�,�3I�+`��(K~ �Ng��g�D���`�� f��H��� Vq�#~+�#^�~*���^������`�u`�g#~�~Y�~O�̱�����~[�� fI�m�I�9� I#��7����&� � ~�O���oI�8`x� �� ^^~(�/�� �-�\xn�p�\^���^�n�^N �d u� d� 2^S<�e(����� @  �()E_~������ %/<Rajv����6P{���,Uy����!-<JTYh���������"<Jo������������������������������������������������������������������$�  $� @� h��pH$,@�������� !V � P9!�(R�HH�@���� Rt(��HH g `�'���� R=�/�`�`��B@H-:Personal LW LS �Century Schoolbook���(� �