So you make this deal with the gods. You do these dances and theyll send rain and good crops and the whole works And nothing bad will ever happen. Right. Prayer had always struck me as more or less a glorified attempt at a business transaction. A rain dance even more so.I thought I might finally have offended Loyd past the point of no return like stealing the lobster from frozen foods that time to get myself fired. But Loyd was just thinking. After a minute he said No its not like that. Its not making a deal bad things can still happen but you want to try not to cause them to happen. It has to do with keeping things in balance.In balance.Really its like the spirits have made a deal with us.And what is the deal I asked.Were on our own. The spirits have been good enough to let us live here and use the utilities and were saying We know how nice youre being. We appreciate the rain we appreciate the sun we appreciate the deer we took. Sorry if we messed up anything. Youve gone to a lot of trouble and well try to be good guests.Like a note youd send somebody after you stayed in their houseExactly like that. Thanks for letting me sleep on your couch. I took some beer out of the refrigerator and I broke a coffee cup. Sorry I hope it wasnt your favorite one.
Our love was covered in fur yet I was the only one who wanted to pet it.