Issue #4: Pages 3 & 4

It was doubtful though, if they saw anything besides the bumper in front of them. I felt something then, solitude or loneliness, as if I was alone in the middle of the woods. I szipped my pants and thought about starting a fire. I could cook a dead crow. Instead I climbed down the hill and continued walking. Further up the sidewalk at an intersection, two men were standing around. ONe had a sign. It read 'HOMELESS - PLEASE HELP - GOD BLESS!' Those guys were reliable. Often times, if I gave someone directions to my place, I'd say, 'Ok, and now as you're driving along, if you look to the left, you'll see a homeless