It was many, many days ago and once upon a time when you waited for your Mom outside the hospital after Bruce told you it was time to go home, and when you got in your Mom’s blue car you said you saw Snow White because her hair was like your black licorice candy and her face looked like the snow and you saw the blood on the sheet like the blood Snow White’s Mom threw on the snow to make her lips, but her lips didn’t look like blood that day; they looked like the color of Grammum’s legs and the Wicked Stepmother who walked behind Snow White said, “What are you staring at? Get away.” And you said, “Sno Why.” And Sean who drives the truck with the light on top and always says hello to you unless he has to carry somebody fast said, “Why don’t you wait over there, Joey?” And you said “Hi Shun, is ‘at Sno Why?” And he said, “I don’t have time to talk now, Joey. You go wait over there, and we’ll talk tomorrow, okay?” But you never talked to Sean about Snow White and now she is dead.