Finished Folds (21—40)
-
4On hand to observe the occasion was Larry Lightfoot, formerly chief of the Kingsguard but now a vagabond with only a rusty dagger to his name. No stranger to court intrigue, Larry
-
2suggestively. But he wouldn't make another move. I hesitated. We had other plans, but if he could wait, then so could we. I downed another can of beer, anticipation growing.
-
3was a trained journalist, with eagle eyes. How could the Ashkenazi afford such an expensive cane on his modest shaman salary and why had he not mentioned it on taking office?
-
4But it was just for show, he told himself as he sobbed. He was 5 when he was press-ganged into the Devil's service, and not a day went by without him thinking about his mother.
-
3A bad situation was made worse when he decided to look into his heart. There it was, a shining lump of stage-4 cancer. It must have been metastases that traveled from his lungs.
-
4insane. Such was the rapid turn of events that her mind refused to function. Her body, strong and independent, protested. It moved on its own and slapped some sense into her head.
-
3So was her plan to crash her ex's party, it seemed. Without so much as a freshen-up, she ubered her way out of this mess and soon found herself surrounded by unwelcoming trans.
-
2This moment was where the poverty ended and the good life began. I listened to Jane Austen and decided I was in want of a wife (actually it was Dick who made all the decisions.)
-
2Craving their very own, very special snacks to go with drinks, they enrolled in a butcher school. Chicken were slaughtered, as were pigs, fish, and horses--by their very own hands.
-
4agents who had insinuated themselves into Beth's orbit, one as her lover, the other as her manservant. The failure suggested an abundance of discord and jealousy between both men.
-
6so smooth and creamy and chocolaty any sweet tooth would beg to be stabbed repeatedly in the mouth, to be followed by a honey-layered pestle on the head, gently struck.
-
2lencer put a bullet into my left thigh. I dropped, my hands clasped tightly over the wound. Her violent turn was terrifying. This was supposed to be a friendly contest of wit!
-
4But that wasn't the reason. He didn't choose scifi as much as scifi had chosen him. Oscar was abducted and probed repeatedly and it was through filmmaking that he found an escape.
-
2While you're chomping on a Big Mac and greasy wings to fulfill your meaty appetite, I was here dining on tofu steak topped with arugula, imbibing just enough nourishment to get by.
-
2He moved to Tempe, where the sun was bright, the land vast, and the fauna few and far between. He became a vegan, falling in with a crowd that was devoted to life without joy.
-
4Then, unfathomable calm flooded in. I felt one step removed from the reality in front of me. I could not see but could sense she was now holding the knife in her hand, grinning.
-
3that was woefully misguided. And then it happened. Amy reached into her purse and took out a pistol. Ed froze, but before fear can overwhelmed his senses, had the instinct to duck
-
3Susia didn't break her stride. I was confused, but began to see: what passed as a heartfelt apology to a nerd like me can sound like a grudging excuse to a philistine like her.
-
3spout nonsense. The amount of calculation needed simply overwhelmed his 8192-bit quantum computer. Panic struck. He must leave this fantasy before his brain could turn into mush.
-
2Chinese president's private dwelling saw him and the Lalaland prime minister engaged in a delicate dance, a dance that was both diplomatic and physical, at once sober and flirty.