Subject: [Ldap-dir] Fwd: about

From: "Gavin Kincaid" <[email-masked]>
Date: Mon, 31 Jul 2006 09:30:48 -0800

Reported missing, thats all. Now there was all this white space below CHAPTER I, looking like a snowbank into which he could fall and die, smothered in frost. "Right now I need the sugar. "Miserys eyes, that gorgeously delicate shade of cornflower blue, had fluttered open.

All the conversation was the same. He felt as he always did when he finished a book — queerly empty, let down, aware that for each little success he had paid a toll of absurdity. He thought that in a moment sleep would return — a more final sleep — but it did not.
He thought later that the world, in its unfailing perversity, would probably construe those things which he did next as acts of heroism.

"I dreamed that people remembered me after all this time and started coming out here again,Annie said. He looked very discouraged.

Van der Valk, it turned out, was a fictional detective created — and then uncreated — by a writer named Nicolas Freeling. He halted, stared at the five that were left encased in their mutilated cellophane sheet, and gobbled a fourth.

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