Book3:WereMyDreamIs (第709/1399页)

ggypants.Onhisfeetairofover-sizedblock-headedbckshoes.ThedresscodelicaofhisoldfriendDimitri!Theperson’sfacewassmearedwithdustandmudastobealmostunreizable,butitcouldnotdisguiseapaire,beautiful,soulfuleyes.

    “Wereyoutalkingtome?”askedDavid

    “Yes.Yes.IjustwaoaskifyouhadseenahomelesspersoncalledDimitriaroundhereretly?”

    “Oh,youmeantheolddogDimitri.Heisblind,right?”

    “Right.Heisablindman.Hashebeenaroundhereretly?Iwanttofindhim.”Davidlookedatthespeakerandthebrandnew,fullypackedshoppingcartheushing.Pstitainers,probablyfulloffood,lyingatthetop,caughthiseyeandhadhimdrooling.

    “Er….ohyes,yes.Ijusttalkedtohimawhileagoforquitealongtime…Heissomewherearound….”saidDavid,hiseyeslockedont