"The dryad leaned comfortably against
Janet's back step, combing through its hair with slender green-tinged
fingers. It heaved a silent sigh as it pulled something alive and
wriggling away from its scalp. As Janet watched, it popped the scale
beetle into its mouth, eyes closing with satisfaction as it chewed.
"
"In the SUV-bungalow at the edge of
Olympic Trailer Park, a crashin and thunderin and lightnin rumbled
within. Still steamed over the 'Golden Ball Incident,' goddess grey-eyed
Athena Minerva took 'Cerberus Playing Poker' off-a Aphrodite Venus's
living room wall and hurled it. Aphrodite Venus, goddess of things
erotica, stuck the golden ball in her Wonder Brassiere and ducked
behind the love seat."
"You stand on the back deck and stare
at your neighbor's yard, your yard. You're looking for Olympian
hills, but there's only fresh mowed lawn, trimmed bushes and beyond
the property line, a patch of saplings and weeds. You stare in that
direction and try to figure it out for yourself. "