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time

It was at that point that I gave up trying to leave the place.…”   by laine perry     She jerked her left shoulder a little throwing her arm into a half circle. It was the dramatic effect of her uneasy resignation to failure.  She grabbed at my hand…

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marcel

The first time Marcel came for me, I tried to reason with her. I was pretty adept at talking my way out of bad situations…”   by laine perry     Santa Rosa, CA



: Her name was Marcel. She was twelve years old. We were in the fifth grade. I…

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exact change

There were lessons everywhere in the Old Man’s house and Lee ignored them all with his sloppy smile. He was ridiculously troubled with talent and it worked like a bad vacuum…”   by laine perry   Guillermo Lee had a routine. The only thing I had seen him eat was…

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free ride

I got a call from her an hour into my shift. She was irate about a couple of girls I’d been with. I had never heard her so pissed. She clocked me with a whiskey bottle as I walked in my door full of apologies and remors….”   by laine…

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the hunger specialist

I didn’t know how I was going to cash the check. Neither one of us had opened an account in Hollywood. It felt strange sitting there with that much money and no way to get at it…”   by laine perry   Marilyn is into red these days. The reds…

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ghost in the skin

Lions, and elephants usually keep their distance from one another. And then there is the dry season…“   by laine perry   Balthus Magmus: 42. That’s forty-two, red-headed, bitter. The dot, dot after his address explains his recent acquisition: the little apartment in back, also his. This is no small…

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sea legs

Griff unties the rope belt, a present from Dar, now three months dead, strings a buoy with it and takes it below, hangs it from a bunk and commences punching the color off of it…”   by laine perry   …and they are four-footers, stabbing northward toward a little village…

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new ground

In the morning I opened the door to find five of a six-pack of Tequiza sitting on the porch. It was still in the brown paper bag. ‘Hmmph,’ I said aloud, and cracked the top of a bottle.’ Blechhh…phfuh!’ I drank two more before deciding to write to the manufacturer.…

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