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Ever since October he'd been involved. First it was intercepting her letters - love letters mostly (two men!) - but occasionally a stakeout. Not that it mattered much; she seemed an angel. He wondered what she could have done that NQD wanted her watched.

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Thunder had made its home in the valley tonight. Lightning moved in at a frightening pace... 3 strikes within 25 miles... 10... 5... And no closer fidelity would be obtained. All the campers were accounted for in the shelter. All that remained was for Nicholas to declare "all clear".

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In a mere 20 paces he'd be there.... 15... 25... now 15 again? The bricks wouldn't hold their shapes in his eyes. Dawn was fading into evening. For once, Three was in distress.

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My mother was an elf. And my father a sword wielder. In between all the cracks is how I grew up, and wise.

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I'm pretty sure I molested 3 nurses last night. When your penis is this huge, it's a daily inevitability.

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Donald's ragged mid-length grey hair curled out from under his trucker hat. From across the parking lot, the midwinter sun reflected a dull gray sky in his sunglasses. His face betrayed a knowledge of the awful but necessary deed. What he didn't know was that I knew too.

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She turned left out of the truck stop, peeling out only for a half-second to telegraph but not to be obnoxious. "A small victory," she thought... right before they shot out her left taillight.

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Marlene broke the long silence: "I wanna know what happens when you take the penis away." A reply began to formulate in Peter's brain, and became real in his vocal chords: "Well,..."

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Many folks'd say you don't truly know a man until you fight them. That hadn't been Ray Martin's experience, though.

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Thomas sighed and tried to explain it again: "I don't know how I ended up here. I don't know how this works. All I can say for sure is I have to invent the self-healing egg shell."

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"ROAD MAY FLOOD" was the text on the yellow road sign. Given the circumstances, it felt like irony to Kayla - the entire valley had flooded, much less the road. She could have boated to the highway rest stop a mile distant. Nobody had boats out here, though - the desert made fools out of boat owners

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Thunder cracked out and down the valley. Rain wouldn't commence in Elizabethtown for another 10 minutes, but by that time Jesse would be finished with the night's work. "Two more to go," he thought, sharpening his knife for the next body.

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There were a few glowing briquettes left, so I decided to warm up some cookies. Whatever happened next was between Gerald, Georgia, and God... because the next sensation was a prickly pear's spine in my third thoracic vertebrae, followed by a whoosh of a passing vehicle. Gerald was my dog.

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The three of us couldn't agree on what to do next. Ryan was bordering on hysteria and his judgement was... unsound. Jonathan was using the incident to advance his pet theories about the town. Mine was the only rational course of action.

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Samantha couldn't understand it. The numbers just weren't coming out right. For the first time in a long time, she faced losing a bowling match.

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Up ahead on the freeway, John saw half of a mobile home passing another semi. "Oversized loads are usually the ones getting passed, not the ones passing," he thought. Within a minute he had caught up to the vinyl-wrapped load and was himself passing it. [continued]

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Even the pizza tasted drab, like a black-and-white movie. The slice would never be finished; it and the paper plate slid into the trash can on his way out the door. This morning, Amy was going to pay.

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Dipping her toe into the creek hadn't helped. The purple stain kept spreading, slowly but noticeably. For the moment, curiosity and wonder delayed the onset of shock and panic.

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For the past 96 hours, all he'd eaten were the condiment packets from restaurants along 45th and Rudd Streets.

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"Most people get along just fine without dropping bodies each night," the detective thought to himself. "Damn these new breed of serial killers." The parallel thought at 3:00-odd AM was which he'd want to engage first: bacon, boobs, or bullets.

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I didn't often drive on West Main... only East Main. As we passed the gun store - "Shit!", my passenger interrupted. "They closed up shop - see? 'For rent'." I whipped my head to the right to staring at my passenger about 1/2 second too long, then beyond into the glare of the vacant store's window.

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"Not sure what else to tell ya, friendo. Law says you need more beer. Not my rules, I just enforce 'em. Gonna write you up. Have a nice day sir," the officer said, turning away from Sam.

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Thumpity thump thump

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She knew Marie was one of those blue toilet water chicks before they even met in person. "Stereotypes exist for a reason," she thought. Her plan was coming together perfectly.

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He was one of those guys who didn't wash their hands after touching his dick. And it wouldn't have been so bad, except...

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