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daemon@ATHENA.MIT.EDU (Enrique Lane)
Sun Aug 13 14:17:09 2006
From: "Enrique Lane" <cabrerawendong@smapxsmap.net>
To: "Crypto.discuss" <crypto.discuss@bloom-picayune.mit.edu>
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=20He grabbed the bedpan and finally managed, although it hurt worse th=
an before. =20Well, if it bothers you so mu=
ch, I'll just have to give you something to take your mind off that old n.=
=20The reason authors almost always=
put a dedication on a book, Annie, is because their selfishness even horr=
ifies themselves in the end. =20He put the towel aside, flexed the ha=
nd for awhile (the first few times made him grimace with pain, but then th=
e hand began to limber up), and started to write again. =20He had walked=
three miles before someone sent up a flare from the sweatshops down below=
: Suppose he starts a fire in the theater? =20He put the towel as=
ide, 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.A=
nnie in custody. =20David said something. =20=
that all-time, double-ugly tag-team of The Cockadoodie Brats. =
=20When she came back there were ten groups of five and one extra. =
=20Not a lot; I only bitched about it that once.</font></p>
<p><font =20color=3D"#FFFFF8">At some point the laughter turned to hor=
rible dry sobs that awoke pain even in what remained of his left thumb, an=
d when that happened he was finally able to stop. =
=20He was having more problems with the actual make-believe =
than he ever had before=A0=97 the game of Can You? =20It seemed fair to sa=
y that the divorce really had been after a short illness=A0=97 a year and =
a half of wedded bliss wasn't all that much. =20It =
was guilt he cried from, and he hated that most of all: in addition to eve=
rything else that this monstrous woman had done to him, she had made him f=
eel guilty as well. =20("Virginia") Sandpiper had found=
each piece, how much she had paid, and the restoration processes involved=
=20Until he could do that, she would have=
him on a chain as well as in a wheelchair=A0=97 a chain of Novril capsule=
s. =20He remembered getting two letters suggesting Misery theme =
parks, on the order of Disney World or Great Adventure. =
=20Goodbye to all that, he thought randomly, and then =
Annie was bustling back in with another tray. =
=20Not because Annie might still be alive; he could roast her alive with =
no qualms at all. =20except what surprised them wouldn't surprise her, =
and that gave her an outside chance, anyway. =
=20On Paul's fourteenth birthday his father had given him a Red Devil=
condom in a foil envelope. =20"she pers=
isted, and he saw with alarm that the narrow look was growing blacker and =
blacker. =20He felt a flush of shame and h=
umiliation warming his face, but now they were mixed with real anger: it h=
ad bloomed from a spark into a tiny sunken flame. =20Unde=
r clouds that still raced east to west, blacker shapes against a black sky=
, and a moon that was now settling toward the horizon, the pony-trap sped =
toward the churchyard. =20The memory of that pain-racked, endless =
interlude with the phantom voice of the sportscaster doing the play-by-pla=
y was too strong still. =20He dreamed of the piling, =
so real he felt he could almost reach out and slide his palm over its gree=
n-black fissured curve. =20A queer predestinate sen=
se of failure filled his mind even before he got the handset to his ear an=
d heard the nothing. =20She had kept him b=
ecause he was Paul Sheldon, and she=A0=97 "She's my number-one fan,=BBPaul=
muttered, and put an arm over his eyes. =20O=
utside this, separate of the atmosphere and apart from the deep, maddening=
itch of his healing legs, its own serene thing, the work continued. =20=
For a moment he couldn't find Annie in the short, name-filled clipping, an=
d then realized he was looking for the wrong name. =20Anni=
e pulled the axe free and tossed it aside absently at the jetting stump fo=
r a moment and picked up the box of matches. =
=20And then, as he entered the zone of broken glass, he felt her hand clos=
e around his left ankle and squeeze his stump excruciatingly.</font></p>
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