Finished Folds (1361—1380)
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7that previously it had instructed me to position at a convenient cat height. The cat consulted with its mirror-twin and apparently they were both fans of the Alan Parsons Project,
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2Even at that late hour, Amanda's eyes burned like death suns as William returned to bed. "Do you always have to 'pad across the floor' on the way to the bathroom? Couldn't you just
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6Late one night by candlelight, Jadie said "The children have outgrown us." Joe nuzzled her. "Not quite yet, but almost. I think Jake can levitate." Jadie said "Yeah, and Marie can
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3My eight-year-old student looked at me calmly, appraisingly. "17 grandmothers that I know of. And they are all still alive, within me. I attend their funerals for the sake of other
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5configuration I could hide out as wine and cheese in the mountain town of Orthagon for a while, but somehow this eventually attracted even worse monsters, mincers with sharp
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2Last week on "Sparky Pickles" ... :
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5what I say, or I'll take you over. The good news is that you won't have to suffer that crappy job anymore. Besides that, you won't be you. Deal?" The folder under the bed vexed me
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1attire conventions as well, and so he was lashed with linguine. "Now look, you! Whatever you think I've done, I haven't, and what you can't imagine, I might have but not nec
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6The saucer landed on the landing field. Gramps disembarked, full of stories of planets he had buzzed. Xerel's Dad teeked: "Be kind, you lazy traveler, you." Granny Hargrok smirkled
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3renegotiated every damn moment. If he didn't hand me the goods, Jean Bosco would find a surprise at Checkpoint Charlie. I smacked him and the extra breast wobbled out of his jacket
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5"Krejomar, would you please shut up? It's wrecking the Gematria. Everyone else in the Cosmos has agreed to be silent for just this one moment." Urmok implored him, but Krejomar
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6"Cindy, you're not eating your fruits and veggies." Despite the house-cams, Cindy said: "That's right, Mom. Because I don't want to become a pod person like you and Dad." Her Mo
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5entirely without reason: if we weren't so full of ourselves, who would be? As I lay in my closed casket, I could feel them passing by and muttering platitudes.But I had a surprise:
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5Emmaline cringed. Dad's "Pom Diet" infomercials were pulling in more bucks than "Insanity" but she wanted her own spotlight, as she had worked out the math for warp drive with just
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4Brad the yard man felt awkward, then said, "I know what you mean, Mrs. Crittenden. My head is burning like it's the egg of a phoenix." The world was still and cool and dry. Mrs.
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4zaÿ and hoped to find some golden brew as gloom settled in the town square of Urbanistad, unaware that Phelps and his nanny team were tracking him. Huck Flynn asked the barmaid for
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5red into his mind. The nerve! It turned out The Old Ones and The Last Men were conducting a Bridge Tournament inside my concierge'skull. Poor sod. The birds were calling.
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5deshita," one commented. "Mm, Toshiro desu." The hipsters were finally at home in the world, and yet permanent outsiders. Varieties of contretemps were no longer interesting, so
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10" Sharon looked up from her motorcycle repair. Her sneer evolved into astonishment. Steve was a blank and he knew it, and he was sincere. "Hop on, babe. We'll see how it goes." Fi
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4Plaid Land to strategize against Flatland. With his last bit of human strength and breath and will, Davenport squeaked toward Collinsport, but it was lost in the fog.