HEY (another excerpt)

The pretty blue woman who looked just like my dead blue wife was really dancing the night away to the surf sounds of Los Straitjackets on Halloween of all nights she even started to twist just like my dead wife so much in fact that she tumbled to the floor which was a real rock n roll beer floor and what could I do I picked her up and asked if she was OK and she laughed and held my arm and said yes, she was OK and she smiled and started dancing again and faded away into the crowd and I said aloud as loud as I could say–It was good to see you it was so good I am so happy that you’re OK.