Somniloquy

Toby talks in his sleep.

 

“Somniloquy”

 

Wednesday morning, 4:00 AM:

            “… Quit f****n’ around!”  Toby mumbled.

            He was unconscious.

            “… Game of horseshoes? … Game of horseshoes!”

            Toby talked in his sleep.

            “… You make that Kool-Aid for me?”

            He did it a lot.

            “… That’s a nice coat… You’re stupid.”

            George—who slept lightly and was often jarred awake by this sort of banter—had, on a number of occasions, held full conversations with Toby without him being awake.

            “… I’m not s’posed to get into cars with people I don’t know, mister.”

            But George wasn’t around that night.

            “… Tried it once… wasn’t bad… wasn’t good… hehehe, like chicken.”

            At around that time, George had just awoken to find himself in the frozen food section of Wal-Mart in his underwear.

            “… hehehehe… Penelope Cruz.”

 

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