//: 2105, City of San Iadras. Perking Centre's Function Hall. "Uhm. There's a Report from Lake North, which was written to summarize research operations in Twenty-Ninety for the auditors. " Troy blinked against the blinding lights, and cleared his throat awkwardly. "It was written just before the Emancipation. The part I want to tell you about tonight, is,...
Spring, Miami Beach Life changing moments are all too rare, and they're usually not recognized as such until they are well past. Their significance and how they affect us for the long term is not readily apparent until some introspection takes place and then pow!, you realize that what you had thought had been a slow evolution of behavior or outlook actuall...
Chapter 1: Tuesday Morning, 4AM - Rejection "This is Dorothy Bishop. My daughter, Alaina, caught a stomach bug and won't be attending today. I can be reached at my home number if there are any questions when you get in. Thanks, and have a good day." She clicked the cordless phone off and let it fall to the floor. The phone landed and bounced as her arm fol...
When Javier stretched and opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was a pair of bare feet. They belonged to Kat, who'd apparently rolled his direction overnight. Jacob only had one bedroom, and the visitors had insisted on sharing the living room floor. Esther was still sitting in the same chair. Not asleep, but meditating. He hoped she'd gotten some sleep...
Brooklyn I sat at my desk listening to the phone trill in my year. After a moment there was a click and then a rich, cultured voice with just a hint of a British accent spoke. "Roger Bentley." "Mr. Bentley, Brooklyn Lancaster." "Ms. Lancaster. So good to hear from you again." "I need your confirmation to lock in your reservations. I've tentatively reserv...
PART ONE: A DEAL WITH A DEVIL Luke stood in front of a nice office building. He looked at his handwritten note. This was definitely the right address. At first he thought he must have taken a wrong turn or something, but no, this was definitely it. What kind of a blood bank has an uptown place like this? When he got tested two weeks ago, he had been to a cl...
By Philip Johnson Prologue Dolce Giardino. It means sweet garden in Italian, and that was the name of their estate, and an apt description. The year was nineteen twenty six, and Charles and Kathryn Philips lived on that estate, and in that new grand and sturdy looking brick home. Charles and Kathryn loved the somewhat isolated location. They really were...
CHAPTER 1: DANGLE He pushed through the crowd of traders, his scuffed boots kicking up dust from the arid ground as he passed by market stalls selling strange, alien fruits and scrap parts. The colorful tarps that shielded the merchants from the sun surrounded him on both sides of the street, prefab buildings had been erected to form a rudimentary town whos...
(NOTE: This takes place sometime at the end of the millenium, when CDs ruled, not everyone had a cell phone, and you mostly had to get out of your house and go to a store to buy things-max) ***** Joe felt baffled. Woke up and felt baffled. Because he was alone, and not with Lana. Because he was back where he had left. Where he had once escaped, he returned...
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