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the twenty mile hike to the nearest water source, which was just past Dusty's Ridge. Anyone making that voyage faced armed gangs of water thieves along the way. Seven glasses -
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Do you believe? Do you really believe? How do you know you're not fooling yourself? Pretending, year after confusing year, that
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Underneath all those gummy bears beat the heart of a champion, and Marsha resolved to dig it out so that she could eat all those delicious bears without getting blood on her
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The suspense was half the fun. The other half...well, it didn't exist. Arwin gazed longingly through bloodshot eyes, waiting for
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face any decisions about his life. In the morning he stumbled out of bed without removing his eyeshades or earplugs, and groped blindly into whatever situation came up. Usually
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felt pressured to invest in cryogenic preservation plans for them both, just to make Avery happy. "You sure you want this, hon? This stuff ain't cheap. What about Tahiti?" With
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all the other options left me uninspired. Bigger, better, faster, more! That's what I want! Not the brittle meanderings of a burnt-out has-been! This is Theater, I say! Now
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"Let's give them some impossible task, have them do a little dance for our entertainment." She giggled, making her wild eyebrows sway in the moonlight. Rasputin cleared
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They pitched camp in the midst of the pumpkins. The eastern sky grew dark, and the stars jangled up into their places. Beyond the horizon, a solitary pony approached. On her
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"Well pickle my poltergeist!" exclaimed Shawanda. "In all my years in the exorcism business I've never seen anything like this!" In the bed lay a young girl cradling a
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The monkeys chattered in the trees as Morgan handed the pouch across the rusted fence. "I don't want it," said Marla, "Not now that the
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of the retirement village cafeteria. I'll dribble a stream of chocolate Ensure down my belly, and he will lick it out of my navel as he balances with one hand on his walker. "Oh
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he saw all he imagined, with that something resting on top of it all. From its ponderous jowls sprouted whiskers longer than pixie sticks, and a breath like sour milk. "Happy
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confused, and confusion makes them angry, and anger sells pitchforks and torches. The vampires need a plan, fast. Only the Twinkle-Stars in the Trunk of Speculations could
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portrait on a cocktail napkin, and whispered consolations into its ear. "There there, you will have prettier gems soon. Just wait..." But anger clenched his fist and crumpled the
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blow a dandelion." He pushed past the hosts to the buffet where a feast of hazelnut stuffed flamingo tempted him as much as the ice-sculpture of Burt Reynolds nearby. "If only
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and his howl longed to be muffled by her peanut-buttery tongue. His yellow eyes glowed as he leaped into the night, nose tuned to the scent of cheese, nuts, and woman. Over the
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the hatchling would certainly bond to me as its mother, and I might never be rid of the demonic poultry. No, I had to find the eggs. My flashlight beam desperately
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From beyond the beyond, even--way out past the village where Beyonce played the street as a child. But, as Beyonce will vouch, being from the beyond has its drawbacks. For one
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you are a superficial young woman, whose soul has begun to rot away. The hope remains that with time and sacrifice, and lots of peanuts, a new blossom of