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Archive for August, 2008

The bus squealed to a halt, shocking Petra out of the long reverie that had entranced her for several minutes at least, stalling her hand in mid grasp as it surveyed her handbag. Her eyes sparked into focus and she dug again in her purse. She still poked around in the bag as she swayed [...]

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The electricity sprang back to humming life, provoking a cheer and the slapping of three hands on the Morales patio.
“I guess I should go back over now,” Raisa said, though she remained in place, tugging her shirt down around her waist, adjusting her sandals, and otherwise delaying her return.
Saffron gave an exaggerated yawn with a [...]

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Raisa and the Morales family share lunch without electricity while Polly welcomes her husband, Lyndsey, home to share lunch with Bobbi and Peter, making him a reluctant witness to the blossoming friendship between the two. Sydney meets Petra on the beach, where he coaxes her into sharing her pain at missing Omar. Dinah and Sam [...]

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Segment 2.10

Now that he’d tamed his hair with some water and a touch of Bobbi’s conditioning mousse and removed most of those dreadful black clothes, the man looked almost handsome. Sure, his muscled torso didn’t quite fill Albert’s favorite fishing shirt out and those tattoos seemed rather vulgar, but at least he seemed more relaxed. His [...]

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Segment 2.9

Wyatt added the last detail to the wall in the living room. Now the ornate certificate with the enormous decorative capital letter introducing the brief text rested in the middle of a nest of photographs depicting Wyatt and Pug on various active vacations, always smiling, often with arms or hands locked together. He tapped his [...]

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Segment 2.8

Polly nudged Lyndsey aside, driving him away from the plate where she worked to stack the cold cuts.
“Back off, old man,” she commanded.
“I’m trying to help out,” he told her.
“I know that but, please, let me do this one little part. There’s not much I can do some days so let me have my [...]

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Segment 2.7

The little cat made itself at home, flopping into a furry “u” shape, tail curled up across its back legs. It licked each paw, back and front. One eye always seemed to stray to Sugar as she scrubbed the kitchen floor by hand. The cat turned partway on its back and blurted out a sighing [...]

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PePé led Raisa up the stairs of his son’s home and waited to let her pass at the top. He pointed down the hall to the room where he had spent so much of his time in the past few weeks.
“My pride and joy,” he told her. “For my son’s pride and joy to be.”
Raisa [...]

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“Look at this guy,” Dinah declared. She had the cruiser’s wheel while Sam scribbled away at a report, rocking in tune with his MP3 player. The bass thunked out from around his headphones as he moved.
“Hey,” Dinah demanded, wriggling Sam’s kneecap. Sam squinted out at the street. “What?” he snapped, a little too loud for [...]

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