Book3:WereMyDreamIs

yptes,bowl,gsses,knives,forksandspoonsintothekit.ThereRichard,whohaddointasdish-washerinaeserestaurantwhenhefirstarrivedintheU.S.,rolleduphissleeves,threwthebonesa-overintothegarbagedstartedwashing.Hismovementswerequideffit.Jamazwasinthediningroomwipiableandchairsandsweepinguhetable,ingupafterDwarfMickey,pigupeveryscrapoffoodtheolddwarfhaddroppedonthecarpet.MeanwhileDimitriandMr.Kaffeehadalreadysettleddowncozilyonthefortablelivingroomsofas.DwarfMickeygrabbedholdoftheptewithremnantsofthedessertandsatinaerofthelivingroomtoenjoyit.ThehappiestofallwaslittleMaureefromthedle-litdiningroomtothekit,thenintothelivingroomwheremoonlightwasbright.HewouldjumpontoDimitri’spandstepalloverhimandthenjumpdown