I am a small Mike is marrying Gail this weekend writer, and I’d like to tell you why no catastrophes no truths no what life is about stories. How he met her (our only hope is to touch each other) on the telephone, wrong number. They are not survivors of much except life breaking neither barriers nor boundaries. They live in a trailer In Freehold, no war-torn city. Mike said she’s nice And plump. Gail said Mike Can fix everything Even broken birds.