Date: Thu, 21 Dec 2006 20:15:40 +0600
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A little talent is a nice thing to have if you want to be a writer, but the only real requirement is that ability to remember the story of every scar.
They bookended Annie and she was saying something to them, first looking up to speak to Goliath, then half-turning and looking down to reply to David. Long enough, at any rate, to have awakened not to find herself on her back lawn where she had been picking flowers, but buried alive in her own coffin.
