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Wednesday, November 24th, 2010
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| 6:08a |
@@@@@ We found no matches on record for @@@@@ We found no matches on record for the fingerprints or retinal scanI can't tell you what that name was “She won't take the human name,” the man muttered Her response was conciliatory“Everyone finds comfort their own way “This Wanderer will need more comfort than most, thanks to your style of Seeking There were sharp sounds–footsteps, staccato against a hard floorWhen she spoke again, the woman's voice was across the room from the man “You would have reacted poorly to the early days of this occupation,” she said “Perhaps you react poorly to peace The woman laughed, but the sound was false–there was no real amusementMy mind seemed well adapted to inferring the true meanings from tones and inflections “You do not have a clear perception of what my Calling entailsLong hours hunched over files and mapsNot very often the conflict or violence you seem to think it is “Ten days ago you were armed with killing weapons, running this body down “The exception, I assure you, not the ruleDo not forget, the weapons that disgust you are turned on our kind wherever we Seekers have not been vigilant enoughThe humans kill us happily whenever they have the ability to do soThose whose lives have been touched by the hostility see us as heroes “You speak as if a war were raging “To the remains of the human race, one is These words were strong in my earsMy body reacted to them; I felt my breathing speed, heard the sound of my heart pumping louder than was usualBeside the bed I lay on, a machine registered the increases with a muted beep | | 1:17p |
@@@@@"Over the course of the marriage? I'd
say @@@@@"Over the course of the marriage? I'd say two hundred or so "And how many did she give you?" "About the same"I can't ask you that I looked at the pool, aware of a very middle-class flush rising in my cheeks"Since we're having this discussion at six in the morning and not even the pool boy's here yet, and since I think I know what your problem with Carson Jones is, you can askBut if I'm dead honest, I have to say that was more luck than stone-ass righteousnessThere were times when I came close, and once when it was probably only luck or fate or providence that kept it from happeningI don't think the marriage would have ended if thethe accident had happened, I think there are worse offenses against a partner, but they don't call it cheating for nothingOne slip 766 can be excused as human fallibilityTwo can be excused as human frailtyAfter that-" I shrugged "He says it was just once Her voice was little more than a whisperHer feet had slowed to a dreamy underwater drift"He said she started coming on to himIt happens that way all the timeIn books and movies, anywayMaybe sometimes in real life, tooJust because it sounded like a self-serving lie didn't mean it was "The girl he sings with?" Ilse nodded "She of the bad breath "I seem to remember you telling me not too long ago that he'd have to make a choiceThen: "It's complicatedAsk any drunk in a bar who's been thrown out by his wif |
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