81. I hobbled back to the car, and we continued north, my bare foot propped on the dash like Huck Finn in a rental car. 82. I kicked off my shoes, dabbed my bare feet into a bucket of dirty water and eased my legs into the slush. 83. I look down at my bare feet. 84. I put my coat on over my pajamas, my shoes on bare feet and went to the lobby. 85. I fling back the covers, plant my bare feet firmly on the carpet, and head for the bedroom door. 86. I have spoken to people who have been out there, muddied around and felt portions with their bare feet. 87. I shuffled my bare feet all over and around the rag rug that lies beneath the skylight. 88. I stepped on them with bare feet, and watched them stagger away unharmed. 89. I stood in the snow enthralled, until my bare feet started to burn. 90. I looked down and saw my dirty bare feet. |