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April and Holly Shipp may have looked like twins, but their natures were like shade and sunshine.
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I hear voices through the open window at night which sound like, but are not, the voices of people I know.
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I said to myself, "I'm
okay I'm okay, I'm okay,
I'm okay I'm okay, I'm
okay, I'm okay," between
gasps, I filed it away, after
the etymology of common
malady,
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This is what magic feels like. Excitement. Clarity. Danger. Justice.
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"Both my parents were hypnotists. As were two of my grandparents."
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She followed the husband. He headed north on seventy two for twelve miles, turned off at exit eighty seven b, slowed, turned, backed into a spot at a convenience store slash gas station, lights on, engine running. Precisely twenty seven minutes by her count,…
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Luke was in the gutter, his face in stagnant water littered with cigarette butts, condom wrappers, and green shards of glass from broken beer bottles. A man was kicking him in the face with a boot the size of a U-boat, over and over and over again. Blood
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He’d've been up there belting out the hymns then bickering with the vicar after.
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June continued caressing her legs while she talked. Slade thought he could hear her purring too, trying to entice him to her end of the couch. He wasn’t sure what to do next but he was sure he couldn’t just sit there and do nothing.
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"... you shake your head and look down as if I am a mongrel dog who has pissed the Tabriz..."
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He laid low during daylight and ran the river during the pre-dawn and twilight hours on swift currents from mountain snowmelt. There was plenty of food and water to sustain him along the way. After six days on the river he pulled out and hid the stolen boat in…
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I gave my body to him on a bed of straw.
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Eighteen-year-old Svetlana Kabalevsky was now the widow of the poet Dmetri Kabalevsky, soon to be another widow-whore on the Moscow highway.
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“Bullshit. Cocksucker reeked of bourbon. Damn near got drunk off his breath.” Stone nodded, jotted on a yellow pad.
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“You're going to have to suspend disbelief for this one, Stone, because this is where you'll be earning your retainer, and maybe the attorney generalship if you get me out of this.”
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