Date: Mon, 25 Dec 2006 12:46:36 +0500
"Please, God, please,he moaned as the Cherokee started outside with a bang and a roar.
"Miserys eyes, that gorgeously delicate shade of cornflower blue, had fluttered open.Her hands snapped open, hooked shut into solid rocklike fists, then snapped open again. In real time it did not last long; perhaps five seconds and surely no longer than ten.
