“You stupid girl.” Ella’s grandmother hobbled about the cabin, searching, moving from shelf to shelf, jar to jar,
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Torture It is twenty ’til four. I’m awake. I am nervous. Somehow twenty ’til four has been a theme in my nocturnal experience. It always seems like the Rubicon which if crossed in wakefulness spells disaster for the preceding night. But I have good cause for crossing this river. The incessant dull throbbing ‘plonk’ emanating from down the hall denies Continue reading Torture A blustery wind blew across the River Thames as Diane Firestone, carrying a yellow wicker picnic basket, walked back to a leased 1936 Riley Kestrel parked near a large hackberry tree off to the side of the road. The breeze was strong enough to make it difficult for her to hold the trunk lid open Continue reading Wrong Place, Wrong Time – The d’Arc – Chapter 1 (excerpt) |
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