Barely perceptible, but there, a flicker of something - no doubt about it, the eyes flashed alert. Half-baked hypotheses now queuing to be made sense of, the older man rose, made his excuses, and headed out onto the street.
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Saturday, June 11, 2011
3/7: The Giveaway
Labels:
Appearances,
Language,
Other Worlds,
Relationships,
Responsibility,
Trouble
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