As we passed the hill where a local farmer raises bulls,
"Gee I don't know. I think there must be. Why?"
Excited gestures and noises, and then the question was repeated:
"All kinds of people are anthroposophical, so I think there must be."
"Are there any anthroposophical dentists?"
Sometimes I can break out of the loop, but it isn't easy.
We took the other way back, sharing cheese puffs from a silver and blue bag.
We had just passed the house where I knew a psychiatrist who had
something to do with the anthroposophical residence where Samuel lives so
this time I knew it was a trick question. Samuel was smiling.