Book3:WereMyDreamIs

ing.WhileDavidlookedforhisoldfriendDimitri,hewasalsobusyseargthepavementsforanycigarettebuttshecouldfind.HehadbeentoallDimitri’soldhaunts,butcouldfindnotraceofhired,thirstyandhungry,Davidwasjustabouttositdownintheshadeofatallbuildingtorestforawhilewhenhecaughtsightofawhiteboxandabottleofwaterontopofanearbygarbage.Hissixthsenseandpastexperieoldhimthatitwasfood.Hequicklywalkedover,pouhemahewhitebox.Iwosandwiches,anduntouched,nothalf-eateoversthrownawaybyitsowoofamishedtothinkofanythingmore,Davidopenedhismouthaowithgusto.Nottakingtimetochewhisfoodwell,heswalleksofitandchoked.Quicklyopenileofwater,hedrankthirstilyandwashedhisfooddown.Innotimehehadpolishedoffthetwosandwichesandburpedinsatisfa.Hew