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    Monday, January 3rd, 2011
    4:30 pm
    @@@@@He’s telling you that it could take several
    @@@@@He’s telling you that it could take several days to learn what automobile the
    Jackal’s driving
    “That’s crazy!”
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    405
    “You said it, MrI’m an upstanding citizen of the Soviet Union, please
    remember that
    “But what’s it all got to do with Novgorod—that is what he said, isn’t it?”
    “NovgorodShto eto znachit?” said Krupkin to the KGB officialIn rapid, clipped Russian, the
    peasant commissar gave the pertinent details to his colleague from ParisKrupkin turned his head
    on the table and translated in English“Try to follow this, Jason,” he said, his voice intermittently
    fading, his breathing becoming increasingly more labored“Apparently there is a walk-around
    gallery above the armory’s arenaHe used it and saw you through a window on the road by the
    hedges and came back to the weapons room screaming like the maniac he isHe shouted to his
    bound hostages that you were his and you were deadAnd there was only one last thing he had to
    accomplish
    “Novgorod,” interrupted Conklin, whispering, his head rigid, staring at the ceiling
    “Precisely,” said Krupkin, his eyes focused on Alex’s profile beside him“He’s going back to
    the place of his birth where Ilich Ramirez Sanchez became Carlos the Jackal because he was
    disinherited, marked for execution as a madmanHe held his gun against everyone’s throat, quietly
    demanding to know the best roads to Novgorod, threatening to kill whoever gave him the wrong
    answerNone did, of course, and all who knew told him it was five to six hundred kilometers away,
    a full day’s drive
    “Drive?” interjected Bourne
    “He knows he cannot use any other means of transportationThe railroads, the airports—even
    the small airfields—all will be watched, he understands that
    “What will he do in Novgorod?” asked Jason quickly
    “Dear God in heaven, which, of course, there is neither, who knows? He intends to leave his
    mark, a highly destructive memorial to himself, no doubt, in answer to those he believes betrayed
    him thirty-odd years ago, as well as the poor souls who fell under his gun this morning in the
    VavilovaHe took the papers from our agent trained at Novgorod; he thinks they’ll get him
    insideThey won’t—we’ll stop
    Sunday, January 2nd, 2011
    4:34 pm
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    I pushed 11 for Dario Nannuzzi's extension, and
    after the beep I said: "Dario, it's EdgarI've
    changed my mind about the Girl and Ship seriesI
    want to sell them after all, okay? The only caveat
    is that they should all go to different people, if
    possible
    I hung up and went back to bedLay there for
    fifteen minutes watching the overhead fan turn
    lazily and listening to the shells whisper dolce sale beneath
    meThe pill was working, but I wasn't drifting
    off
    I got up again, hit redial, listened to the
    recorded message, then punched in Dario's
    678
    extension one more timeHis recorded voice
    invited me to leave a message at the beep"That one is still NFS
    And why was it NFS?
    Not because it was genius, although I think it was
    Not even because when I looked at it, it was - for
    me - like listening to the darkest part of my
    heart santos cartier watch telling its taleIt was because I felt that
    something had let me live just to paint it, and
    that to sell it would be to deny my own life, and
    all the pain I had undergone to reclaim it
    "That one's mine, Dario," I said
    Then I went back to bed, and that time I slept
    How to Draw a Picture (VII)
    Remember that "seeing is believing" puts the cart
    before the horseArt is the concrete artifact of
    faith and expectation, the realization of a vintage omega watches world
    that would otherwise be little more than a veil of
    pointless consciousness stretched over a gulf of
    mysteryAnd besides - if you don't believe what
    you see, who will believe your art?
    679
    The trouble after the treasure all had to do with
    beliefElizabeth was fiercely talented, but she
    was only a child - and with children, faith is a
    givenIt's part of the standard equipmentNor
    are children, even the talented ones fake hermes (especially
    the talented ones), in full possession of their
    facultiesTheir reason still sleeps, and the
    sleep of reason breeds monsters
    Here's a picture I never painted:
    Identical twins in identical jumpers, except one
    is red, with an L on the front, and the other is
    blue, with a T The girls are holding hands as
    they run along the path that leads to Shade Beach
    They call it that because for most of the day it's
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    Saturday, January 1st, 2011
    4:35 pm
    @@@@@ Once in their house, they have a new tax,
    @@@@@ Once in their house, they have a new tax, called property taxThen, they buy a new car, new furniture and new appliances to match [heir new houseAil of a sudden, they wake up and their liabilities column is full of mortgage debt and credit-card debt
    They're now trapped in the rat race The process repeats itself More money and higher taxes, also called bracket creep, A credit card comes in the mail A loan company calls and says their greatest "asset," their home, has appreciated in valueThe company offers a "bill consolidation" loan, because their credit is so good, and tells them the intelligent thing to do is clear off the high-interest consumer debt by paying off their credit cardAnd besides, interest on their home is a tax deductionThey go for it, and pay off those high-interest credit cardsThey breathe a sigh of reliefTheir credit cards are paid offThey've now folded their consumer debt into their home mortgage Their payments go down because they extend their debt over 30 years It is the smart thing to do
    Their neighbor calls to invite them to go shopping-the Memorial Day sale is onA chance to save some moneyThey say to themselves, "I won't buy anything But just in case they find something, they tuck that clean credit card inside their wallet
    I run into this young couple all the timeTheir names change, but their financial dilemma is the sameThey come to one of my talks to hear what I have to sayThey ask me, "Can you tell us how to make more money?" Their spending habits have caused them to seek more income
    They don't even know that the trouble is really how they choose to spend the money they do have, and that is the real cause of their financial struggleIt is caused by financial illiteracy and not understanding the difference between an asset and a liabil
    Friday, December 31st, 2010
    4:38 pm
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    "What the fug did ya expect to see -- milk?" Roth irritated him; anyone, everyone would have irritated him tonightWilson was one of the old men in the platoonWhy omega pocket watch the hell did it have to be him? Red thoughtThe old anxiety, the basic one was workingHe liked Wilson; Wilson was perhaps his best friend in the platoon, but that didn't count; he allowed himself to like no one so well that it would hurt if he was lostBut Wilson had been in the platoon as omega seamaster watch long as himselfIt was different when a replacement was knocked off, just as it meant much less when a man from another platoon was killedThat didn't affect you, that didn't touch your safetyIf Wilson was gone, his turn was next"Listen, that big sonofabitch had to stop a bullet sometimeHow cartier santos watch the hell can you miss him?"
    "Only it happened so suddenly"When it's your turn I'll send you a telegram
    "You shouldn't say that even in kidding Red shuddered unaccountablyThe moon was coming out, limning the slabs of the cliffs with silverLying on his back, he could see up the great gucci replica slopes of the mountain almost to its peakNothing seemed right at this momentHe could even believe it might be bad luck to say such a thing to Roth"Forget it," he said more softly
    "Oh, that's all right, no offenseI can understand how you're wrought upI can't even stop thinking about it replica omega myse
    Thursday, December 30th, 2010
    4:30 pm
    @@@@@"Grandfather, I feel ill all of a
    @@@@@"Grandfather,
    I feel ill all of a sudden
    "You are not permitted to feel ill," he said"Stand straight, and do
    what's expected of youYou may leave after the ceremony of
    dedication, not before Scarlett stiffened her spine and stepped
    forwardWhat a monster her grandfather was! No wonder that she'd
    never heard her mother say much about him; there was nothing nice
    to
    say"I'm so happy to be
    here Pierre Robillard's progress along the lengthy receiving line
    was much slower than Scarlett'sHe was still bowing stiffly over the
    hand of a lady halfway along when Scarlett was finishedShe pushed
    her way through a group of people and hurried to the door
    Outside, she gulped the crisp air with desperation
    Her train glittered in the lamplight on the stairs, on the gala red
    carpet, stretching up behind her as if it were floating free in the
    air"The Robillard carriageQuickly!" she begged the attendant
    Responding to her urgency, he ran to the cornerScarlett ran after
    him, heedless of her train on the rough bricks of the sidewalkShe
    had to get away before anyone could stop herWhen she was safely
    inside the carriage, she breathed in short gasps"Take me to South
    Broad," she told the driver when she could speak"I'll show you which
    house Mother left these people, she thought, she married PaShe
    can't blame me if I run away, tooShe could hear the music and
    laughter through the door to Maureen's kitchenHer two fists beat on
    it until Jamie opened it"It's Scarlett!" he said with pleased
    surprise
    Wednesday, December 29th, 2010
    4:28 pm
    @@@@@ “The soul we implant today deserves more
    @@@@@
    “The soul we implant today deserves more respect than to have her host body gawked at this
    wayShe'll already have far too much to deal with as she acclimatesIt's not fair to put her
    through this Bythis, he did not mean the gawkingFords heard the sharp edge return to his
    voice
    Darren patted him againThe Seeker needs information and –”
    At the wordSeeker, Fords gave Darren a look that could only be described as a glareDarren
    blinked in shock
    “I'm sorry,” Fords apologized at once“I didn't mean to react so negativelyIt's just that I fear
    for this soul
    His eyes moved to the cryotank on its stand beside the tableThe light was a steady, dull red,
    indicating that it was occupied and in hibernation mode
    “This soul was specially picked for the assignment,” Darren said soothingly“She is exceptional
    among our kind–braver than mostHer lives speak for themselvesI think she would volunteer,
    if it were possible to ask her
    “Who among us would not volunteer if asked to do something for the greater good? But is that
    really the case here? Is the greater good served by this? The question is not her willingness, but
    what it is right to ask any soul to bear
    The Healing students were discussing the hibernating soul as wellFords could hear the
    whispers clearly; their voices were rising now, getting louder with their excitement
    “She's lived on six planets
    “I heard she's never lived two terms as the same host species
    “Is that possible?”
    “She's been almost everythingA Flower, a Bear, a Spider –”
    “A See Weed, a Bat –”
    “Even a Dragon!”
    “I don't believe it–not seven planetsShe started on the Origi
    Monday, December 27th, 2010
    4:33 pm
    @@@@@understand what I'm saying?" "Yes She
    @@@@@understand what
    I'm saying?"
    "Yes She understood, but didn't sound
    convinced
    "When you do get together, do it on neutral ground
    And I don't mean to embarrass you, but it's still
    just the two of us, so I'm going to say thisBed
    is not neutral ground
    She looked down at her swimming feetI reached
    out and turned her face to mine
    "When the issues aren't resolved, bed is a
    battlegroundI wouldn't even have dinner with the
    guy until you know where you stand with himSit on a park bench
    and work it outGet it clear in your mind and
    769
    make sure it's clear in hisOr go to bed, if you think it's
    the right thingJust because I don't want to
    think about your sex-life doesn't mean I don't
    think you should have one
    She relieved me considerably by laughingAt the
    sound, a waiter who still looked half-asleep came
    out to ask us if we wanted coffee
    When he went to get it, Ilse said: "All right,
    DaddyI was going to tell you that
    I'm going back this afternoon, anywayI have an
    Anthro prelim at the end of the week, and there
    are a bunch of us who've formed a little study
    groupWe call ourselves the Survivors' Club She
    regarded me anxiously"Would that be okay? I know
    you were planning on a couple of days, but now
    there's this thing with your friend-"
    "No, honey, that's fine I kissed the tip of her
    nose, thinking that if I was close up, she
    wouldn't see how pleased I was - pleased that
    she'd come for the show, pleased that we'd had
    some time together this morning, pleased most of
    all that she would be a thousand miles north of
    Duma Key by the time the sun went down tonight
    770
    Assuming she could get a flight reservation, that
    was"And as for Carson?"
    She sat quiet for perhaps an entire minute,
    swinging her bare feet back and forth through the
    waterThen she stood up and took my arm, helping
    me to my fee
    Sunday, December 26th, 2010
    4:38 pm
    @@@@@ "OK, why?" "Motivation," said rich dad
    @@@@@
    "OK, why?"
    "Motivation," said rich dad "Who do you think will complain louder if I don't pay them-me or my creditors?"
    "Your creditors will definitely scream louder than you," I said, responding to the obvious"You wouldn't say anything if you didn't pay yourself
    "So you see, after paying myself, the pressure to pay my taxes and the other creditors is so great that it forces me to seek other forms of incomeThe pressure to pay becomes my motivationI've worked extra jobs, started other companies, traded in the stock market, anything just to make sure those guys don't start yelling at meThat pressure made me work harder, forced me to think, and all in all made me smarter and more active when it comes to moneyIf I had paid myself last, I would have felt no pressure, but I'd be broke
    "So it is the fear of the government or other people you owe money I to that motivates you?"
    "That's right," said rich dad"You see, government bill collectors are big bulliesSo are bill collectors in generalMost people give into these bulliesThey pay them and never pay themselvesYou know the story of the 96-pound weakling who gets sand kicked in his face?"
    I nodded "I see that ad for weightlifting and bodybuilding lessons in the comic books all the time
    "Well, most people let the bullies kick sand in their facesI decided to use the fear of the bully to make me strongerForcing myself to think about how to make extra money is like going to the gym and working out with weightsThe more I work my mental money muscles out, the stronger I getNow, I'm not afraid of those bullies
    I liked what rich dad was saying "So if I pay myself first, I get financially stronger, mentally and fiscally
    "And if I pay myself last, or not at all, I get weakerSo people like bosses, managers, tax collectors, bill collectors and landlords push me around all my lifeJust because I don't have good money habits "Just like the 96-pound weak
    Saturday, December 25th, 2010
    4:38 pm
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    "Yeah, I guess you had a rough go Croft laid his hand on Martinez's shoulder, gripped it fiercely"Don't say a damn word to the LootenantYou went clear through the pass without womens rolex watches seeing a damn thing, y' understand?"
    Martinez was puzzled
    "That's it, you're a good boy, Japbait
    Martinez smiled lazilyIn three minutes he was asleep



    8

    HEARN woke up feeling quite rested the next morningHe twisted around in his blankets and watched the sun rising over the eastern hills, which were becoming distinct now, seeming to rise like rocks from waterEverywhere bags dolce and gabbana the dawn mists were settling in the hollows and valleys, and he felt as if he could see a great distance, almost to the eastern end of the island a hundred miles away
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    Red rubbed his chinHe had not shaved since the patrol had begun and his beard was blond and rather splotchy"We'll never see any of them," Red told him, "the fuggin quartermaster'll keep 'em allOf all the men in the platoon, Red was the one worth buddying with, the wise oneOnly you couldn't approach omega seamaster gmt hi
    Friday, December 24th, 2010
    4:30 pm
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    The older children were running and jumping in some game of their
    own
    design"I'll rest my feet," Patricia saidBilly helped her to sit
    with her back against the tree trunk"Go on," she said crossly, "no
    need for you to spend all day at my elbow He kissed her cheek, slid
    the straps of the concertina off his shoulder, and cartier must 21 put it down beside
    her
    "I'll play you a fine tune later," he promisedThen he strolled
    toward a group of men in the distance who were playing baseball
    "Go get in trouble with him, Matt," Katie suggested to her husband
    "Yes, go on, the lot of you," Maureen saidShe made shooing motions
    with her handsJamie and his tall sons set Gucci Purse off at a run
    Colum and Gerald walked behind them with Matt and Billy"They'll be
    starving when they get back," Maureen saidHer voice was rich with
    pleasure"It's a good thing we packed food for an army What a
    mountain of food, Scarlett thought at firstThen she realized that it
    would probably all be gone inside an hourBig replica balenciaga families were like
    thatShe looked with real affection at the women of her family, would
    feel equally fond of the men when they came back carrying their coats
    and hats, their collars open and their sleeves rolled upShe had put
    aside her class pretensions without noticing their departureShe no
    longer remembered her uneasiness when chanel ceramic watch she learned that her cousins
    had
    been servants on the great estate near where they lived in Ireland
    Matt was a carpenter there, Gerald a worker under him doing repairs
    on
    the dozens of buildings and miles of fenceKatie was a milkmaid,
    Patricia a parlormaidAnd it made no differenceScarlett was happy
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    Thursday, December 23rd, 2010
    4:28 pm
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    was clear that she didMelanie stirred resentfully
    “I'm not sure what you mean
    “Tell me something, WandererDo you pity them?”
    “Who?” I asked blankly“The Walking Flowers?”
    “No, the humans
    I stopped walking, and she skidded to a halt fendi sale beside meWe were only a few blocks from my
    apartment, and I'd been hurrying in hopes of getting away from her, though likely as not, she'd
    invite herself inBut her question caught me off guardDo you pity them?”
    “Don't you?”
    “NoThey were quite the brutal raceThey were lucky to survive each tiffany replica jewelry other as long as they
    did
    “Not every one of them was bad
    “It was a predilection of their geneticsBrutality was part of their speciesButyou pity them, it
    seems
    “It's a lot to lose, don't you think?” I gestured around usWe stood in a parklike space between
    two ivy-covered dormitoriesThe logo chanel deep green of the ivy was pleasing to the eye, especially in
    contrast to the faded red of the old bricksThe air was golden and soft, and the smell of the
    ocean gave a briny edge to the honey sweet fragrance of the flowers in the bushesThe breeze
    caressed the bare skin of my arms“In your Jimmy choo handbag other lives, you can't have felt anything so vivid
    Wouldn't you pity anyone who had this taken from them?” Her expression stayed flat, unmoved
    I made an attempt to draw her in, to make her consider another viewpoint“Which other worlds
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    She hesitated, then squared her top chanel shoulders
    Wednesday, December 22nd, 2010
    4:40 pm
    @@@@@ Three young women in a sportabout went
    @@@@@
    Three young women in a sportabout went buzzing byOne of them yelled, "We
    love cute guys!" and all three of them laughed
    Wireman tipped them a smiling salute, then turned
    back to me"How deep is it out here? Do you know?
    That little orange flag suggests you do
    "Well, I'll tell youI did a little research on
    Lake Phalen - probably overdue, since Pam and I
    have owned the place on Aster Lane going on
    twenty-five yearsThe average depth is ninety-one
    feetexcept out here, where there's a fissure
    Wireman relaxed and pushed his cap back a little
    from his browWireman thinks you're
    still el zorro - still the fox
    "Maybe sí, maybe no, but there's three hundred and
    eighty feet of water under that little orange flag
    Three hundred and eighty at leastA hell of a lot
    better than a twelve-foot cistern thumbed into a
    coral splinter on the edge of the Gulf of Mexico
    "You look well, Wireman"That Gulfstream's the way to flyNo
    standing in line at security, no one pawing
    through your carry-on to make sure you didn't turn
    your little shitass can of Foamy into a bombAnd
    for once in my life I managed to fly north without
    a stop at fucking Atlantaalthough I
    could have afforded it myself, it looks like
    "You settled with Elizabeth's relatives, I take
    it?"
    "YepOffered them the house
    and the north end of the Key in exchange for the
    cash and securitiesThey thought that was a hell
    of a deal, and I could see their lawyers thinking,
    'Wireman is a lawyer, and today he has a fool for
    a client'"
    "Guess I ain't the only zorro in this boat
    "I'll end up with over eighty million bucks in
    liquid assetsPlus various keepsakes from the
    houseIncluding Miss Eastlake's Sweet Owen
    cookie-
    Sunday, December 19th, 2010
    4:35 pm
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    refused her invitation to stop in for a cup of coffee"I've got to
    get home and do just what you're doing, Sally, we can't stayWe just
    didn't want to leave without saying hello
    And she hurried Scarlett back to the wagon"I don't see why you
    were
    so rude to Sally, SuellenYour wash chanel white j12 watch could have waited while we had a
    cup of coffee and talked about the party"Scarlett, you don't know
    anything about keeping a farm goingIf Sally got behind on her wash,
    she'd be behind on everything else all dayWe can't get a bunch of
    servants way out here in the country the way you can in Atlanta
    We've
    got to do plenty of the kelly hermes work ourselves Scarlett bridled at the tone
    of her sister's voice"I might just as well go back to Atlanta on
    this afternoon's train," she said crossly"It would make things a lot
    easier for all of us if you did," Suellen retorted"You just make
    more work, and I need that bedroom for Susie and Ella Scarlett
    opened her mouth rolex submariner replica to argueShe'd rather be in
    Atlanta anyhowIf Tony hadn't come home, she'd be there by now
    People would be glad to see her, too
    She had plenty of friends in Atlanta who had time for coffee or a game
    of whist or a partyShe forced a smile for her children, turning her
    back on Suellen"Wade Hampton, Ella, Mother's got to go to santos cartier watch Atlanta
    after dinner todayI want you to promise you'll be good and not give
    your Aunt Suellen any trouble, now Scarlett waited for the protests
    and the tearsBut the children were too busy talking about Tony's
    flashing six-shooters to pay any attention to herAs soon as they
    reached Tara, Scarlett told Pansy to get her valise chanel clutch packe
    Saturday, December 18th, 2010
    4:35 pm
    @@@@@I’m not terribly proud of my previous
    @@@@@I’m not terribly proud of my previous statementsI saw what I saw and I do have a name and I’m
    perfectly willing to testify in a court of lawIn other words, I withdraw my reluctance
    “There’ll be no courts, Doctor, no testimony
    “Really? But these are serious crimes!”
    “We know what they are,” interrupted Bourne“Your help is greatly appreciated, but nothing
    else concerns you
    “I see,” said the doctor, staring curiously at Jason The Canadian went to the door
    and turned“You’d better let me check that neck later The doctor left and
    Bourne turned to Fontaine
    “Are we ready?”
    “We’re ready,” replied the Frenchman, smiling pleasantly at the large, imposing, thoroughly
    mystified young black woman“What are you going to do with all the money you’re earning
    tonight, my dear?”
    The girl giggled shyly, her broad smile alive with bright white teeth“I have a good boyfriend
    I’m going to buy him a fine presentWhat’s your boyfriend’s name?”
    “Ishmael, sir
    “Let’s go,” said Jason firmly
    The plan was simple to mount and, like most good strategies, however complex, simple to
    executeOld Fontaine’s walk through the grounds of Tranquility Inn had been precisely mapped
    outThe trek began with Fontaine and the young woman returning to his villa presumably to look
    in on his ill wife before his established, medically required evening strollThey stayed on the
    lighted main path, straying now and then across the floodlit lawns but always visible, a crotchety
    old man supposedly walking wherever his whims led him, to the annoyance of his companionIt
    was a familiar sight the world over, an enfeebled, irascible septuagenarian taunting his keeper
    The two former Royal Commandos, one rather short, the other fairly tall, had selected a series of
    stations between the points where the Frenchman and his “nurse” would turn and head in different
    directionsAs the old man and the girl proceeded into the next planned leg, the second commando
    bypassed his colleague in darkness to the next location, using unseen routes only they knew or
    could negotiate, such as that beyond the coastline wall above the tangled tropical brush that led to
    the beach below the villasThe black guards climbed like two enormous spiders in a jungle,
    crawling swiftly, effortlessly from branch and rock to limb and vine, keeping pace with their two
    chargesBourne followed the second man, his radio on Receive, the angry words of Fontaine
    pulsating through the sta
    Friday, December 17th, 2010
    4:35 pm
    @@@@@ "Yes," I said, relaxing my grip on
    @@@@@
    "Yes," I said, relaxing my grip on Gandalf"Would
    you help me get up?"
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    "I'm not sure I can," John said"I'd be more apt
    to pull us both down
    "Then go in and see if the Goldsteins are okay," I
    said
    "It is her dog," he said
    "It's hers," I said"And I don't want her to come
    out and see him like this
    "Of course, but-"
    "I'll help him," MrsShe looked a
    little better, and she had ditched the cigarette
    She reached for my right armpit, then hesitated
    "Will that hurt you?"
    It would, but far less than staying the way I was,
    so I told her noAs John went up the Goldsteins'
    walk, I got a grip on the Hummer's bumper
    Together we managed to get me back on my feet
    "I don't suppose you've got anything to cover the
    dog with?"
    "As a matter of fact, there's a rug remnant in the
    back
    She started around to the rear - it would be a
    long trek, given the Hummer's size - then turned
    51
    back"Thank God it died before the little girl
    got back
    ix
    It wasn't far back to my cottage at the end of the
    lane, but getting there was a slow chug just the
    sameBy the time I arrived, I had developed the
    ache in my hand that I thought of as Crutch Fist,
    and Gandalf's blood was stiffening on my shirt
    There was a card tucked in between the screen and
    the jamb of the front doorBelow
    a smiling girl giving the Girl Scout salute was
    this message:
    A FRIEND FROM THE NEIGHBORHOOD CAME TO SEE YOU
    WITH NEWS OF DELICIOUS GIRL SCOUT COOKIES!
    ALTHOUGH SHE DIDN'T FIND YOU IN TODAY,
    Monica WILL CALL AGAIN!
    SEE YOU SOON!
    Monica had dotted the i in her name with a smileyface
    I crumpled the card up and tossed it into
    52
    the wastebasket as I limped to the showerMy
    shirt, jeans, and blood-spotted underwear I tossed
    into the trashI never wanted to see them again
    x
    My two-year-old Lexus was in the driveway, but I
    hadn't been behind the wheel of a vehicle since
    the day of my accidentA kid from the nearby juco
    ran errands for me three days a week
    Saturday, December 11th, 2010
    5:03 pm
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    My skin felt hotter where he had touched it; it was a good heat, but his words burned hotter
    than his touchOf course he was sorrier for hurting herThat shouldn't bother me
    “C'mon, Jared! Let's go!”
    We looked upKyle was calling to JaredHe seemed utterly at ease, as if he had not been on
    trial for his life todayMaybe he'd known it would go his wayMaybe he was quick to get over
    anythingHe didn't seem to notice me there beside Jared
    I realized, for the first time, that others had
    Jamie was watching us with a satisfied smileThis probably looked like a good thing to him
    Was it?
    What do you mean?
    What does he see when he looks at us? His family, put back together?
    Isn't it? Sort of?
    With the one unwelcome addition
    But better than it was yesterday
    I guess…
    I know,she admitted'm glad Jared knows I'm here… but I still don't like him touching you
    And I like it too muchy face tingled where Jared's fingers had brushed itOr, at least, I know Ishouldn't
    Jamie wasn't the only one watching
    Jeb was curious, that little smile gathering up the corners of his beard
    Sharon and Maggie watched with fire in their
    Friday, December 10th, 2010
    4:39 pm
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    Tuesday, December 7th, 2010
    4:39 pm
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    4:53 pm
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    “Who is he?”
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    “Don’t suppose, accept it
    They sat in a booth at the rear of the small country inn, complete with a worn canopy, hard omega quartz pine
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    Saturday, December 4th, 2010
    4:32 pm
    @@@@@ 190 Fascinating as this story was, there
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    190
    Fascinating as this story was, there were two
    others that interested me even more, especially
    when I thought of how I'd gone rooting through my
    daughter's purse
    I found them in an article called "They See with
    What's Missing," from The North American Journal
    of ParapsychologyIt chronicled the histories of
    two psychics, one a woman from Phoenix, the other
    a man from Río Gallegos, ArgentinaThe woman was
    missing her right hand; the man was missing his
    entire right armBoth had had several successes
    in helping the police find missing persons
    (perhaps failures as well, but these were not set
    out in the piece)
    According to the article, both amputee psychics
    used the same techniqueThey would be provided
    with a piece of the missing person's clothes, or a
    sample of his handwritingThey would shut their
    eyes and visualize touching the item with the
    missing hand (there was a huggermugger footnote
    here about something called the Hand of Glory, aka
    the Mojo Hand)The Phoenix woman would then "get
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    interlocutorsThe Argentinian, however, followed
    191
    up his communings with brief, furious spates of
    automatic writing with his remaining hand, a
    process I saw as analogous to my paintings
    And, as I say, I might have doubted a few of the
    wilder anecdotes I ran across during my Internet
    explorations, but I never doubted something was
    happening to meEven without the picture of
    Carson Jones, I think I would have believed it
    Because of the quiet, mostlyExcept when Jack
    dropped by, or when Wireman - ever closer - waved
    and called "Buenos días, muchacho!" I saw no one
    and spoke to no one but myselfThe extraneous
    dropped away almost entirely, and when that
    happens, you begin to hear yourself clearlyAnd
    clear communication between selves - the surface
    self and the deep self is what I mean - is the
    enemy of self-doubt
    But to be sure, I settled on what I told myself
    was an experiment
    iv
    EFree19 to Pamorama667
    192
    9:15 AM
    January 24
    Dear Pam: I have an unusual bequest for youI've
    been painting, and the subjects are odd but kind
    of fun (at least I think so)Easier to show you
    what I mean than describe, so I will attach a
    couple of jpegs to this e-mailI have been
    thinking about those gardening gloves you used to
    have, the ones that said HANDS on one glove and
    OFF on the otherI would love to put those on a
    sunsetDo NOT ask me why, these ideas just come
    to meDo you still have them? And if you do,
    would you send them to me? I will happily send
    them back if you want
    I'd just as soon you didn't share the pix with any
    of the "old cro
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