Finished Folds (1161—1180)
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2loft. But then he remembered again that Joey the drummer had died some time ago. Probably in Autumn from the colors in his memory. Joey was a decent guy, but now he was afraid and
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2Detective J. Manatee's instincts for detection did not help much as he fumbled through the sock drawer of D.I. Monty Rebus, who was snoring on the davenport in his aquatic habitat,
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6the link between "fenêtre" and "defenestration". But it was a small town full of petty people and even pettier building regulations, so we didn't even have two-storey buildings exc
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3my vague memory of Norman Bates during my awkward pick-up attempts. "Yes, we have a vacancy. Are you sure you want a room?" But gorgeous Tessa should have set my alarms off. She
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5Meredith Klein's highest note could crack much more than glass. But despite the prophecies and the prompting from all dimensions, she hated her role and decided she would not sing
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5turned her knobs down to a soupçon of a simmer, then offered to send the tax office a pound of flesh by express mail. My lover's eyes glowed. She was more than ready ...
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3socks finding their lost mates." God, he's beautiful, thought Takahashi as he sated his soul on the sight of Jericho Manatee. But how could he tell his young lover he was an assass
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6totum. "I'm sorry, sir, but these say they are your children." The little girl said, "It's okay, Dad. We can't imagine what it was like to put on the clothes and psychoses of
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5Well, that tipped it. The cafe patrons tackled the microexpressionists. "This won't hurt one bit," said Laura. "It's just a fruity-mint safety lozenge that'll knock the Stalin
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7"I'm sorry, Mr and Mrs MacKenzie, but your child will always be a little outside of time, and nothing to be done about it. I'm a poet, too, you know, but there's no money in it."
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2"You play the guitar?" A billion sarcastic answers lit up my brain, but she seemed nice and somehow less automatic than the other people at the party. Finally I admitted that
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6"is it on? / the mike, is it on? / is the mike on? / the mike is on / I have asked if it is on / and it is / it is on / the mike is on" Gertrude handed the mike to Poe, next up
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5The Reciters wandered in the toxic mist along the highway, before a dawn that would never come -- the Firemen exhausted in pursuit, the phantom calls from Mars unanswered,
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1shouted: "Egon, watch out!" But Spengler, in that more placidly humourous than calculated way he seemed to have
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6"NO! NO! I don't like it! I want to be the same!" Jeremy struggled against the restraints. "See this syringe, Jeremy? It's full of isotonic saline, and I won't even inject it," sai
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3dreamt as we wandered through life, two dreamers in daytime, two lovers at night. The world was a ball and the stars were so bright, so waltzing in slippers
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4if you put up *some* resistance for the sake of suspense and the sense of relief you will" -- For ten years I didn't know whether he had survived my attack, until one day in Venice
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6as we groomed our Canadian (David Harris, a young musician from Alberta) for the dangerous slide ahead. Sweepers at the ready, Olaf gave David a fantastic launch toward the target
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3"Valley of the Dolls" which Anne deflected easily with "The French Chef." Jack whirled James Patterson novels at her, but Anne smacked him with a hefty Codex, striking sparks from
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3all reacted differently. Some decorated the walls, one tot manifested an Edwardian solarium, two kids devolved, several became Star-Beings, and others developed new senses and dis