"Makes going out for a little ride around the neighborhood seem trivial, doesn't it?"
"Hmmm?" I said with my usual razor-sharp insight.
"Major Taylor--he overcame so much to become a world champion," Myx said.
"The second black champion of any sport, after the fighter, George Dixon," I said.
"Huh? you can't steal my lines, Dave!"
"I can if I'm writing them, Myx! Why should you appear to be the smart one all the time?"
"Probably because I am the smart one, the one with the perfect memory, the one with the synesthetic mind."
Myx was getting into this.
"And what about my memory, about how I remember to put a spotlight on you and let you take center stage, and allow your antics?"
"I forgot about that," Myx said.
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1 comment:
Insight.. not incite. :P
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