Thursday, October 23, 2014
10-22-2014
Revision History
"Why do you say that?" Jack asked. "Dunno. Something in
His eyes. Like a drain emptying. Confusion.
I can't put my finger on it, but he looked lost. Firing pin
Refusing to work in the noggin and that. No contusions.
Looked physically fit, but something really sad in those eyes.
Well, must get back to work. Take some more cashews
If you like!" the shop owner offered." Jack could sympathize
Now and again with his alleged perpetrators by walking in their shoes.
Daniel was clearly dealing with some issues. Talking to himself.
Confiding in this invisible Harold about the most bloody obtuse
Hypotheses of the make up of the universe. Jack scanned the shelf
Above Michael's head. One book cover: bright chartreuse
Stood out. "Let me see that book by T. O. Maxwell called the The Tony Cycle"
"Eh? Oh that is like the book that Daniel wanted, but its the wrong edition," replied Michael.
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