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Chapter 4, Excerpt 4

By jelewis8 ⋅ March 31, 2003 ⋅ Post a comment

Francis tried to ascertain what manner of room she had stumbled into, but the glaring redness spiked upon her pupils in such a way as to confuse the arrangement of furniture and architectural accommodations. Details were out of the question, but then began emerging, slowly, as her eyes adjusted, forming images in her mind, filling [...]

Chapter 4, Excerpt 3

By jelewis8 ⋅ March 28, 2003 ⋅ Post a comment

Looking across the courtyard created by the two narrow streets, Francis found herself becoming enchanted with the bright colors, the sounds of the street hustlers and restauranteurs, sizzling and the violent splash of dirty wash water thrown through side windows into flowing rivers of sludge that slowly meandered into the street. Beyond, the great wall [...]

Chapter 4, Excerpt 2

By jelewis8 ⋅ March 26, 2003 ⋅ Post a comment

They rode slowly over the cobbled streets, gently bumping to a stop along the side of the street stretching perpendicular to the main route through new Boulogne. The four got out and Lindsay pointed at the quay, where they had first set foot. ?Look over there,? she said. ?Can you imagine us getting off here [...]

Chapter 4, Excerpt 1

By jelewis8 ⋅ March 26, 2003 ⋅ Post a comment

She wanted to be just like them. She was but a red-haired girl with a dirty frock dress and those piercing green eyes, and all the love in the world could not have given her a place in the group of spirited girls who now laughed and began to double up for their afternoon jumprope [...]

Chapter 3, Excerpt 5

By jelewis8 ⋅ March 24, 2003 ⋅ Post a comment

?Charles,? I said, breaking into his story. I did not feel like the current circumstances warranted a tangent, and meant to head it off. He stopped, as if he was shot, and looked at me, frowning in his way, with his left eyebrow raised a notch above his right. ?With all due respect, Chas. I [...]

Chapter 3, Excerpt 4

By jelewis8 ⋅ March 21, 2003 ⋅ Post a comment

I am a skeptical man. By that I mean my nature is inclined to doubt the improbable, and the fantastic has no hold on me. I am not swayed by the mass appeals or the individual wonder. Thus I was quite surprised by Charles? reaction. ?Of course I?m sure it was a body, you bloody [...]

Chapter 3, Excerpt 3

By jelewis8 ⋅ March 20, 2003 ⋅ Post a comment

Charles came inside and went into his room, while Francis sat outside on the veranda until she said she was overcome with ?extreme boredom? and walked back inside. There she began to dress for an outside beach jaunt. Charles, meanwhile, told us he was in his room trying to rest his eyes when he heard [...]

Chapter 3, Excerpt 2

By jelewis8 ⋅ March 18, 2003 ⋅ Post a comment

There?s more here than I can tell, and honestly, it wouldn?t be very interesting. They say the best writing is succinct, no-holds-barred, reckless, yet interesting and engaging. I mean that?s what life is like. None of this diary business, like a New York housewife; for God?s sake, that?s not life! Anyway, I wanted to find [...]

Chapter 3, Excerpt 1

By jelewis8 ⋅ March 17, 2003 ⋅ Post a comment

We had been there for almost three months, and winter was showing her fangs. In retrospect, perhaps a house on the beach was not the best place for an extended wintry stay. It just happened that way. Sometimes it?s the only thing you have. My name?s Stuart. I was with my three friends; well, they [...]

Chapter 2, Excerpt 5

By jelewis8 ⋅ March 16, 2003 ⋅ Post a comment

Lindsay looked at her hand. It was smudged with dirt from the old woman?s hand, extended out still in her moment of surprise. She felt the metal around her wrist and rotated it until she could see its face. On its scratched surface pockets of dirt were collected, and its worn engraving peeked from behind [...]

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