This story was published as a part of the Only fools die of heartbreak collection by Equus Press. Ollie Tolliver and his crew came into town. He and Kelli and have two kids by now, with a third ankle-biter on the way. In the pre-Adderall days, Ollie had been the type who used to make a midnight climb 25 or 30 yards to the top of a power pole, sit there for a few hours in silence with everyone staring up at him, then come down and recite a few verses from, for example, To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time - in a Japanese accent. “Gaffer vey losebutts, vhile vey ray, Ard hime is still a-frying. . .