Brick Is Red, page one
For a few seconds after waking, Peter couldn't remember where he was. Brain kicking clear of the sheets was pierced by a sudden pain, a sharp spike of light between closed eyes almost hiding the bottom dropping out of his stomach. ... (read more)
- Posted at Sunday, March 21, 2010 09:51 PM
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Strychnine Over(ride) pg2
Adam, as his 23rd girlfriend had once observed, could be effectively described by the periodicals which he took but did not read. The Economist, for his father, so that he'd have something to discuss with a man he never called. ... (read more)
- Posted at Friday, March 12, 2010 07:42 PM
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