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From: | Adeline Moseley |
Subject: | [Info-gnuts] Fwd: ANSWER |
Date: | Tue, 2 Jan 2007 15:16:38 +0500 |
There was an old strip of towelling hung from a
hook in the entryway, and after hanging up his dripping coat and removing his
boots, he used it to towel his dark-blonde hair dry. Then she glanced away from the table with no change of _expression_, and his relief was so great that the thudding, shifting ascent up the stairs to the pantry was almost bearable. Paul put his hands on the
wheels of the chair, not at all sure where he intended to go or what, if
anything, he meant to do when he got there - to the kitchen for a knife,
perhaps? In case you didnt know it, friend, the Weather Bureau can post tornado
warnings, but when it comes to telling exactly when and where theyll touch
down, they dont know fuck-all. There was an old strip of towelling hung from a
hook in the entryway, and after hanging up his dripping coat and removing his
boots, he used it to towel his dark-blonde hair dry. Then she glanced away from
the table with no change of _expression_, and his relief was so great that the
thudding, shifting ascent up the stairs to the pantry was almost
bearable. And since he was in here on
one side of a locked door and she was out there on the other side of it, you
didnt have to be Sherlock Holmes to figure out that shed slapped herself. Paul
put his hands on the wheels of the chair, not at all sure where he intended to
go or what, if anything, he meant to do when he got there - to the kitchen for
a knife, perhaps? There was an old
strip of towelling hung from a hook in the entryway, and after hanging up his
dripping coat and removing his boots, he used it to towel his dark-blonde hair
dry.
Then she glanced away from the table with no change of _expression_, and his relief was so great that the thudding, shifting ascent up the stairs to the pantry was almost bearable. |
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