I'm Still Here

Well, after that, the once-disinterested crowd was interested again. You can believe that!

Jolted out of a stupefied state by the sound of her sister Shirley's banana bustle knocking off one of the few remaining shards of glass in the now-less-than-elaborately festooned window of the improbably placed 12th-story ballroom, Joyce suddenly remembered, "Hey wait--I'm still here!"

Mr. Carp heard her thought via his telepathic capacity and said "So am I," aloud.

Joyce, no believer in the paranormal, reacted with a facial expression verging on the comical. "Did this really occur?" she expressed.