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From: | Booker Gay |
Subject: | [Info-gnuts] Re: about |
Date: | Wed, 3 Jan 2007 17:22:02 +0500 |
She came two or three hesitant steps closer yet,
and observed a hand reaching from the earth of a fresh grave, the fingers
frozen in a hideous gesture of supplication. "Yes, Paul could suddenly see it -
and in an instinctive way he understood exactly how such a scene, absurdly
melodramatic as it might be, could be milked for
suspense. She came two or three
hesitant steps closer yet, and observed a hand reaching from the earth of a
fresh grave, the fingers frozen in a hideous gesture of supplication. "Yes,
Paul could suddenly see it - and in an instinctive way he understood exactly
how such a scene, absurdly melodramatic as it might be, could be milked for
suspense. Geoffrey went back inside,
already forgetting the doctors odd remark, already chalking Shinnys equally odd
behavior off to age, weariless, and his own sort of grief. He put the towel aside, flexed the hand for awhile (the first few times made him grimace with pain, but then the hand began to limber up), and started to write again. "Yes, Paul could suddenly see
it - and in an instinctive way he understood exactly how such a scene, absurdly
melodramatic as it might be, could be milked for suspense. She came two or
three hesitant steps closer yet, and observed a hand reaching from the earth of
a fresh grave, the fingers frozen in a hideous gesture of supplication.
Geoffrey went back inside, already forgetting the doctors odd remark, already
chalking Shinnys equally odd behavior off to age, weariless, and his own sort
of grief. He put the towel aside, flexed the hand for awhile (the first few
times made him grimace with pain, but then the hand began to limber up), and
started to write again.
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