I Was Still Reeling
under a churning, poisoned sky- with a stethoscope
- known colloquially as the “Florida lunch break.”
- not sure how he ended up on the couch
- with an open, vulnerable heart
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I was still reeling from the revelation that I had married into the van der Zhößængrüüpåbergschløssenfußmeister clan, but as shocking as it was it also made a perverse kind of sense. Legend held that the van der Zhößængrüüpåbergschløssenfußmeister name formed out of congealed fog and sleet under a churning, poisoned sky right here in the isles of Bumpengrynd. That familial linkage did account for Hildegard’s presence in this remote place.
Chartreuse Pamplemousse returned to the living room with a stethoscope. Quick as a serpent he placed its cold end over my left eye, and with matching quickness I reflexively countered with a self-defense move known colloquially as the “Florida lunch break.” If delivered with full force it can indeed break somebody’s lunch, but I reined myself in at the last second. Or did I? The whole matter was over in a flash, and I was not sure how he ended up on the couch across the room.
The old man was still rambling about the complexities of our putative surname. “No one should try to hyphenate a van der Zhößængrüüpåbergschløssenfußmeister, but if you must, then do it with an open, vulnerable heart.”
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