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Archive for November, 2009

        Beneath a Persian blue comforter patterned with scattered nosegays of mauve, magenta and dusky pink roses, Skye lay on her side in the darkening bedroom. Her eyes scanned the familiar room, moving from the walls, painted a light cornflower blue, to the framed reproductions of Degas’ Dancers at the Barre and Two [...]

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        Reminded, suddenly, by his phone’s vibrating in his pocket, that he hadn’t yet picked up the message from Arden, Rennie groaned audibly, “C’mon, you old fleabag, you.  Let’s go face the music.”  Talisker pushed ahead of him as he entered the unlit vestibule. He called out, but no one answered.  He [...]

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        Talisker nudged his hand and leaned against his leg as Rennie stood looking at the front of the house, thinking about how he had tentatively touched the newly painted deck, just as his father had gently tested the surface of the boat, to be sure it was dry.  If he hurried, he [...]

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