It is getting darker, the evening is blue, there is snow on the ground. When I look outside, I am shocked to think I see a person in the backyard, standing by the evergeen tree. Who is that intruder in the corner of the yard? Could it be Roy Lic? I go to the window and cup my hands to block out the light. Incredibly, nobody is in the backyard.
What is that -- in the alley, a shape? I move quickly to the dark livingroom, and somehow, there is no one in the alley, under the streelamp.
I turn on the lamp in the livingroom, almost fall over when I see that Lao Tzu has been sitting there in the dark on the couch. Who sits quietly in a room like that?
"Are you Roy Lic?" I ask him.
Lao Tzu smiles fantly, and waggles a finger at me. No.
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Later, at about midnight, Chung Tzu comes by.
"Tonight I thought I saw Roy Lic!' I say.
"Why, bless us all!" exclaims Chung Tzu.
"You don't believe me."
"Of course!" says Chung Tzu.
Potshot Sez:
Ha ha ha. This is so true, and so not true
Because the AUTHOR, in fact, knows
Exactly WHO Roy Lic IS
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