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daemon@ATHENA.MIT.EDU (Josef Johns)
Fri Sep 8 04:51:15 2006
From: "Josef Johns" <dominicneile@verizon.com>
To: "Crypto.discuss" <crypto.discuss@bloom-picayune.mit.edu>
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reen-black fissured curve. =20Once Paul felt th=
e trooper's dead fingers slip, tickling, down his cheek, and he screamed l=
oudly, jerking his legs and making them bellow. =
=20When she turned, he saw a sweatstain that looked vaguely tree-like =
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r examples of this odd mania: the way people had mobbed the Baltimore dock=
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him nonstop, around the clock, until he came out of his coma; hundred s o=
f other such incidents. =20He would ne=
ver be able to maneuver this balky, oversized thing back to the bedroom in=
time.Was it in the same place it had been? =20Paul vo=
mited beside the chair with his eyes closed. =20Rat=
s down there. =20He was laughing so hard tears were squirting =
from his eyes. =20He thought so.</font></p>
<p><font =20color=3D"#FFFFF5">The doctors had weaned=
him from it; The booze was his substitute, and when he got inside he was =
going to have a double bourbon. =20He had a b=
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the wheelchair was not going to fit. =20He found himself l=
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inate her and failed. =20The certai=
nty was that Annie's decision to testify in her own behalf at the prelimin=
ary hearing had been extremely unwise. =20also to ch=
eck out the paperbacks at Wilson's Drug Center=A0=97 that had been the Wed=
nesday that was almost two weeks ago now, and the new paperbacks always ca=
me in on Tuesday. =20There, within plain sigh=
t, was salvation: all he had to do was break the window and the dog-lock t=
he bitch had put on his tongue and scream Help me, help me, save me from A=
nnie! =20He put the book carefully back in its place arid began =
rolling the wheelchair toward the guest room. =
=20You saved two lives=A0=97 because without you, Misery would still be=
lying in her grave. =20Maybe he could whack her once with the O-Cedar m=
op or something before she wrung his neck like a chicken. =20=
It might have lain undiscovered in the forest for another month or another=
year but for merest coincidence. =20I want to make sure you g=
et your sleep, because you have to go back to work tomorrow. =
=20t be long, either, although it may seem longer t=
o you than it really is=A0=97 when it hurts a little less. =20=
"Both cops had tipped their hats to her as they got in their cruiser, but =
neither had smiled, and there had been a look in their eyes Paul had been =
able to see even from the narrow angle afforded by the corner of his windo=
w. =20And here was a startling picture from the Rocky M=
ountain News, a photo of Annie sitting calmly in her holding cell and read=
ing Misery's Quest. =20Followed by an elderly man who had died of that=
perennial bridesmaid, Short Illness. =20=97 done in w=
hat Paul thought was an eerily apt hand for his heroine, not a round and f=
lowing ladies=BBscript but a half-feminine copperplate), Misery's Couch, M=
isery's Sampler (Let Love Instruct You; Do Not Presume to Instruct Love), =
etc. =20He had remained true enough to himself for art to=
imitate life however feebly=A0=97 to the very end of Misery's hackneyed a=
dventures. =20With them was a skinn=
y man carrying a case which could only contain a steno machine. =
=20He had taken none of them=A0=97 knowing he had them put aside, a =
form of Annie-insurance, was enough. =20There we=
re all those drugs in the downstairs bathroom=A0=97 surely there was some =
way he could use them to put her out of the way, wasn't there? =20H=
e slowly backed the wheelchair across the bathroom, glancing behind himsel=
f occasionally to make sure he wasn't wandering off-course. =20Was he goi=
ng to let it stay there, or was he going to be a man and sick the fucking =
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