One could be forgiven for thinking Dickerson might bring more to the table than shave and a haircut rapped sharp into the wood of the front door. If that one is Loxley.
If there is a peep hole, he stands well clear of it after knocking, long and lean and dongling a bottle of wine by the neck close to his knee. A furry hat keeps the cold off his scalp; he has a scarf looped warm around his neck and conspicuously -- no cat.
The threat of snow is in the air, in the fog of his breath and the filmy haze that blots out the moons and stars.
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One could be forgiven for thinking Dickerson might bring more to the table than shave and a haircut rapped sharp into the wood of the front door. If that one is Loxley.
If there is a peep hole, he stands well clear of it after knocking, long and lean and dongling a bottle of wine by the neck close to his knee. A furry hat keeps the cold off his scalp; he has a scarf looped warm around his neck and conspicuously -- no cat.
The threat of snow is in the air, in the fog of his breath and the filmy haze that blots out the moons and stars.