CHAPTER THREE:

Oskar heals my little brother.

Poncho came into the Livingroom from Jr. High School.

He held a device in his hand that took the place of a cane, and it alerted Poncho to the objects around him by ultrasound.

“Hey, Brewster, hey Jenny.” He paused. “Someone else is here! You picked up another bum off the streets didn’t you! He better not eat all the food out of the refrigerator like that other guy did...