The BastardChapter 3 Sodomy
I arrived, at 9:17, at the residence of Mr. and Mrs. J. Carlton Brevard. "He's gone," said Mrs. J. Carleton. "His flight just left." She was wearing a dressing gown. "I hope he has a nice trip, Erica. The Folk Arts Museum thanks you both for this generosity. Did he sign the check?" "Oh he signed it, Ed. But you have to earn it. And in honor of Sunday, all the servants have the day off." Here we go, I thought. Erica Brevard thinks she's something special. In her own way, she is....