Milk delivery today. Old woman this time. A lowly form of an immortal delivering a message. Buck invited her in. Haines tried to impress her with his knowledge of working class movements in America and it was like he was speaking a foreign language. Haven’t paid the milk bill in a while, Haines made the woman wait so we could pay. Buck paid most of it, an oblation, said we’d owe the rest.
Truly when someone doesn’t understand after that its up to other people that they will assist,
so here it takes place.