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First published January 1, 1985
Peru was a reasonably honest member of my profession who, though not exactly Mensa material, was big enough and mean enough to keep the kid out of trouble for an hour or two, if that was his task. At a cost of only $50. A steal. Peru's mother handed his business arrangements.
"What are the instructions again, Hound?"he asked.
"You keep Sarah, the little girl, in and everybody else out. Except me".
He nodded his big, oddly handsome head. He was wearing a bright Hawaiian spot shirt, tan slacks, and gym shoes with straps instead of string. "What about he mailman?"
"The mailman?"
"I once made a mistake with a mailman. You know, kinda pulled him apart. He was only doing his job, but I was on'y doing' my job, too."
"I think you can forget the mailman, Peru. Unless he rings more than twice."
Peru gave me a wink that was supposed to convince me that he understood.