Durian and fish cookies disguised as oatmeal raisin and offered by Adam. crumbs multiplying in my mouth, gagging and gagging, pulling a fishing line from my mouth and feeling the pull of the hook stuck in the roof of my mouth, way in the back. My dad who stank but I couldn’t smell it. Old friends from Shimer at a party in Audra’s house that got busted by the cops. But mostly the fishing line. And hook. 😦