When they’d stopped in front of the house, Delaney hopped out and opened the door for Luci. Mickey looked past him, then pointed towards the yard with a half-grin that still had dazed around the edges.
“Look. A gnome.”
Bent precariously over the porch railing was a short round man with a Humpty Dumpty body and stumpy legs. His inverted bald head was visible through the porch railing.
“Boudreaux,” Luci said.
Mickey watched him over-balance, then tumble into the azaleas. There was a shudder of leaves, then he emerged, leaves clinging to pate and clothes. He started to brush himself off, but stopped when he saw them.
“Would you tell the aunts we’re going to look at their stiff?” Luci said.
Mickey watched in horrid fascination as Boudreaux approached, his pants slipping further down his
