[from proposed Annotated Contents, Masquerading at Shower-Lourdes ]
Chapter the Seventh, in which several Questions are posed
to the Reader, namely: (1) to what extent do you think
that the Heroine is ambivalent about taking flight, fearing for her life after an assault rifle-toting Mafia hit
man who had followed her to The Palms Trailer Park retook possession of Rosellini's mechanical pig despite being
moved to tears by the inspirational words of His Savior as reported by the freshly-showered Mrs. Lorac? (2) how
successfully do you think that the Heroine blends into the crowds at Disney World and Epcot Center re-disguised
as a middle-aged, Middle Eastern immigrant to the Midwest (more specifically, as a Lebanese shopkeeper who had
exchanged the chaos of Beirut for the cultural blandness of Pablum Junction, Iowa)? and (3) when the Heroine
finally takes the only room left at the Orlando Holiday Suites, overlooking the kitchen loading dock and
punctuated by the hourly Beep-beep-beep-beep of large trucks in reverse gear, how
restful do you find the
ensuing respite?