DimitriwalkedonandonuntilhefoundhimselfinthefamiliarsurroundingsofOaknd，hisfavoritehangout．Feelingtired,hesatoepsofthepostoffi13thstreettorest．ARollsRoycestoppedinfrontofthebuildingandawell-dressedwomansteppedouttofeedthemeter．Dimitri’seyesweregluedtotheglittering，silver-coloredshoeshehadseeninhisdreams．Agroupofboysrodebyontheirbikes；somechildrenwalkedhandinhaheirnurseryschoolteachers；oldpeoplefromHotelOakndsatsunningthemselvesinthegardeninfrontofthebuilding；acoupleinwheelchairscamebacktogetherfromtheirgroceryshopping．Dimitrisuddeasifitwerespringwheremyriadsofflowersbloomedprofusely，andpeopleofallcolors，bck，whiteandyellowwalkedaround，nude，idlychattinganddrinkihegrassamidtheflowers，orjoyfullylisteningtomusicovertheradiointhisparadiseoh—allracesofpeopleinperfectharmony．Flowersdonotneedclothes，herdoanimals，whyshouldhumaheexception?
JoewalkedoutofthepostoffidsawDimitrisittingtherelostinreverie．Helookedathimptuouslyandwalkedbywithoutaword．HewentbacktotherestaurantandsaidtoMarianna：
"Isawyoursonsittingoepsofthepostoffice．"
"Myson？Whatareyoutalkingabout?"
"Dimitri！Yoodtohim,savingthechoicestleftoversforhim.Isn’theyourson?"
"Bull-Sh1T！Mindyourownbusiness!”Withthat，Mariannarushedoutandrantothepostoffice．ThereshefoundDimitristaringoutintospacelostinhisday-dreams，obliviousofhissurroundings．Sheshookhimandsaid，
"！Dimitri！！Wherehaveyoubeefewdays?Whatareyoudoinghere？You’llcatchcoldsittinginthiswind．Aren’tyouhungry？ebackwithmeandhavesomethinghottoeat.”Dimitricamebacktorealitywithajolt．
"Hi，Marianna!”hesaid．Hisstomachgrowledandhesmiledsheepishly,"GuessI’mhungry.”AndhefollowedMariannabacktotherestaurant．OnthewayMariannasaid，
"I’vetoldyouagainandagainyoucouldeandsleepinmygarage．Whydon’tyou?"Dimitrithoughtitoverandsaid．
"Iwille,butI’llpayrent．Theysaythey’relookingfasattendahegasstationnearatown.”Mariannaleasantlysurprised．
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