January 29, 2010

Sly Yes Riots, Page 108.

Once that was done, she went to her car with the spade on her shoulder and her shadow trailing out long beside her on the dooryard dirt in the last of that day's fading red Junelight.

Posted by dean at 11:37 PM

January 21, 2010

Sly Yes Riots, Page 19.

She didn't like the look of it, the treasured artifact of a not-quite-right mind.

Posted by dean at 01:02 AM