nikki was oliver’s daughter. she was sixteen years old, a student, and spent much of her time studying to take the exam to be admitted to the university of barcelona, where she hoped to earn a degree in archeology and become a practicing archaeologist.
william was obsessed with nikki, on and off. nikki had no time for males her own age, and of course had no time for william.
william had spent his whole life on the street and was an old man, though only a few calendar years older than nikki.
oliver did not take william seriously, and advised nikki not to do so either.
he gives up easy, oliver assured nikki, and forgets all about you half the time. a real stalker never gives up - that is what makes them a stalker.
sometimes, usually late at night, nikki would wander over to the store where yancey and mona worked.
nikki thought yancey was old and boring, but would chat sometimes with mona if she was around.
nikki deveioped a friendship with zorina, who was a year older than herself, and had been a panhandler all her life.
william sometimes made feeble attempts to get zorina to intercede on his behalf with nikki.
hey, zorina.
zorina, with her can of cold mountain dew in her hand, could not avoid william.
hey, zorina.
what can i do for you, william?
if you see nikki, around, tell her i got a good joke for her.
i’ll be sure to do that, if i see her.
she’ll like it, it’s a good one.
zorina paid for the mountain dew and made her escape.
william did not try to follow her. he turned his attention back to yancey.
you want to hear my joke?
sure, if it’s a good one.
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