Epic Sunshine SPRING!
deep into the workings with a tool box, flash light, and decoder ring.
He came back later in a ball cap and laughed. “Nothin’ too much sleep won’t fix!”
Then he peeled off my sweat-soaked tee-shirt, blew the colostomy bag up and twisted it into the shape of a leaping Rat Terrier, one with one ear that folds forward in the shape of a grin halfway up, and showed me the dawn of a new post-apocalypso day.