ONE OF THE GREAT DRAWBACKS
He had just seen a rodent with such expressive eyes and he knows horses intimately, too. He carves horses and he paints a whole group on their points of hips, the throatlatches, on the tails, and so forth.
His daughter and his daughter’s friend have stopped by briefly.
If left to themselves, they fight like fiends or yell out the great news and one of these girls is entirely out of danger.
The daughter hates her father and she says, “Dad, sorry, but you should keep trying me—”
He knows a horse seems to be laboring when its legs are drawn up under it—he knows that.
His daughter has a terrified pair of eyes.
A Delta Airlines employee arrives to deliver his lost piece of luggage.
The father blushes—congratulates himself for getting so much attention, is so stimulated, and ever since has felt irremediably shy when sexual subjects are discussed.