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daemon@ATHENA.MIT.EDU (Weston Heath)
Sun Aug 13 05:34:46 2006
From: "Weston Heath" <friedrickselena@hotbox.com>
To: "Os2ann.DISCUSS" <os2ann.DISCUSS@bloom-picayune.mit.edu>
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he food. =20Fuck you. =20Annie put it=
on the mantel below the picture of the Arc de Triomphe without comment. =20=
He paid them no more mind than he paid the flare of pain in his back as he=
strained something there. =20He thought of trying =
to get out of bed, but the thought of the thump and the drop and the accom=
panying escalation of pain constantly deterred him.=20Geoffrey, say ye don=
't mean it, say it isn't true =97 "I don't know if it is true or not,=BBhe=
said. =20The article noted that some of Annie's alleged vi=
ctims had even lived long enough to be given real names."Here's your book,=
Annie,=BBhe panted, and his hand closed on more paper. =
=20Breathe, Paul!=20When Ian swept her into his arms, I cried. =
=20His stomach felt like the inside of an ice-maker. =20Then=
the pain and the haze.</font></p>
<p><font =20color=3D"#FFFFF8">Beside it was a ceramic ashtray w=
ith a paddlewheel excursion boat printed on the bottom encircled by the wo=
rds, SOUVENIR OF HANNIBAL, MISSOURI=A0=97 HOME OF AMERICA'S STORY TELLER! =
=20After a tune, a small piece of steel fell out onto =
the board across the arms of the wheelchair. =
=20Miss Wilkes, who had been studying, rushed onto the third-floo=
r landing and saw Miss Saint James lying on the landing below, "sprawled i=
n a very unnatural position". =20This new expression was one of ut=
ter horror mingled with an almost demented hope. =20An=
d if you don't bell this bitch right now, Paulie my boy, you may never be =
able to. =20A shift in position cau=
sed the stump to come brightly alive, the way a smouldering brand will bur=
st into flame when fanned by a breeze. =20Still tr=
ying to imagine why the ex-nurse who had taken him prisoner might have onc=
e been put on the stand in Denver, Paul drifted off to sleep. =
=20He'd never needed to HAVE AN IDEA to start a boo=
k, but he understood instinctively that it could be done. =20He sat i=
n the wheelchair with the sample boxes of Novril in his lap and his broken=
legs stuck stiffly out in front of him and waited for the car to pass or =
turn in. =20Two hours later, Paul jimmied the bedroom's lock again and for=
the second time forced the wheelchair through the doorway that was almost=
too small. =20Sleepy fourth-floor dorm procto=
r hammering on his door, telling him to come on and answer the fucking pho=
ne.=20There was a queer interval of silence, and Paul was frightened by wh=
at he saw on her face, because what he saw was nothing; the black nothing =
of a crevasse folded into an alpine meadow, a blackness where no flowers g=
rew and into which the drop might be long. =20"I guess I'd like that s=
hot after all, Annie,=BBhe said when she had him back in bed. =
=20Ian had one moment to think again, with surpassing wonder, that he was=
the father of a son, and that his wife spoke from the doorway: "Hello, da=
rling. =20It hurt furiously while he wrot=
e, but that was not the worst=A0=97 the worst was the hour or two afterwar=
d, when the healing stump would madden him with a droney itch, like swarmi=
ng, sleepy bees. =20"He lay back, put his arm over his eyes=
, and tried to hold onto the anger, because the anger made him feel brave.=
=20The clipping from the January 14th Camera showed her blank, ston=
elike face rendered in newsprint dots below a headline which read: NEW HEA=
D MATERNITY WARD NURSE NAMED. =20The driver got out=
and stood almost exactly where the young trooper had been standing when h=
e spoke his last four words. =20"She beg=
an to pull half healed turves out of the ground with her trembling fingers=
, and although Geoffrey returned in almost no time, she had by then alread=
y clawed a hole some eight inches deep. =20Pain burst out fr=
om his knee and shrouded him, whitely radiant, in the center of a nova. =
=20There was another story=A0=97 only a rumor, surely, but stra=
ngely persistent=A0=97 that within the caves which honeycombed the stone b=
ehind the idol's jewelled forehead there lived a hive of giant albino bees=
, swarming protectively around their queen, a jellylike monstrosity of inf=
inite poison. =20"He thought Colter=
would then speak of sounds which might, be no more than the wind in the t=
rees, sounds amplified by his own imagination, of course =97 or perhaps a =
badger bumbling its way down to Little Dunthorpe Stream, which lay behind =
the churchyard.</font></p>
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