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    Monday, January 3rd, 2011
    9:42 pm
    @@@@@Maybe we ought to get out of here, though
    @@@@@Maybe we ought to get out of here,
    though His eyes swept around the cave, where a few people lingered by the exits, gawking at
    usHe stared hard at Reid and Lucina, and they ducked down the corridor toward the kitchen
    “Probably ought to git along to Doc,” Jeb continued with a sigh, giving the frightened little
    woman a wistful glanceI guessed he was sad to be missing out on new storiesHe kept his arm firmly around Sunny's tiny waist and pulled her with him
    toward the southern tunnel
    I followed right behind, towing the others who still adhered to me
    Jeb paused, and we all stopped with himHe jabbed the butt of his gun into Jamie's hip
    “Ain't you got school, kid?”
    “Aw, Uncle Jeb,please? Please? I don't want to miss –”
    “Get your behind to class
    Jamie turned his hurt eyes on me, but Jeb was absolutely rightThis was nothing I wanted
    Jamie to seeI shook my head at him
    “Could you get Trudy on your way?” I asked
    Jamie's shoulders slumped, and he pulled his hand out of mineJared's slid down from my wrist
    to take its place
    “I misseverything, ” Jamie moaned as he turned back the other way
    “Thanks, Jeb,” I whispered when Jamie was out of hearing
    The long tunnel seemed blacker than before because I could feel the fear radiating from the
    woman ahead of me
    “It's okay,” Kyle murmured to her“There's nothing that's going to hurt you, and I'm here
    I wondered who this strange man was, the one who had come back in Kyle's placeHad they
    checked his eyes? I couldn't believe he'd carried all this gentleness around inside his big angry
    body
    It must have been having Jodi back, being so close to what he wantedEven knowing that this
    was his Jodi's body, I was surprised that he could expend so much kindness for the soul inside
    Sunday, January 2nd, 2011
    9:42 pm
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    He nodded to Wilson"How're your GIs coming along?" he askedAbout an hour ago, amid the laughter of the men, Wilson had climbed up on the side wall of the boat, and squatted over the edge
    "Aw, they ain't too bad, Lootenant," Wilson sighed"Ah jus' hope to hell Ah git over 'em by tiffany heart tag tomorrow"You ain't got nothing a gallon of paregoric ain't gonna cure
    Wilson shook his head, his genial face reflective suddenly, a little worried, the expression at odds with his bland features"Ah jus' hope that damn fool doctor is wrong and Ah don' have to have no op-per-ration
    "What's the matter with you?" Hearn asked
    "Aw, mah insides are earring chanel jus' shot to hell, LootenantAh got a lot of pus in 'em, an' that doctor said he'd have to cut it out Wilson shook his head"Ah just cain't figger it," he sighed"Ah had a dose many a time but it don' take nothin' to get rid of the clap
    The boat slapped and pounded as it passed through a series of swells, and Wilson bit his mouth from a Jimmy choo sudden pang
    Red lit a cigarette"For Crisake if you believe a fuggin sawbones He stood up for a moment and spat over the side wall, watching his spittle sucked away instantly in the foam of the wake"All a doctor ever has is a pill and a pat on the back, and you stick them in the Army and all they got left is the pill"Talking from classic chanel bag experience, Valsen?"
    But Red didn't answer, and Wilson after a moment sighed again"Ah wish to hell they didn't send us out just todayIf en we gotta do somethin' Ah don' give a damn, put me on a detail, send me out on this, it don' matter, but Ah jus' hate to be sick like this
    "Hell, you'll pull out of it," Hearn said easily
    "Ah hope so, tiffany replica jewelry Looten
    Saturday, January 1st, 2011
    9:43 pm
    @@@@@"Often you remind me of her,"
    @@@@@"Often you remind me of her," Eleanor
    said,
    and Scarlett was suddenly interested again"How so, Miss Eleanor?"
    "Your eyes are shaped the same, that little upward tilt at the corner
    of themAnd you have the same intensity, you fairly vibrate with
    it
    Both of you strike me as in some way more fully alive than most
    peopleShe felt very satisfiedEleanor Butler
    looked at her fondly"Now I believe I'll have my nap," she saidShe
    thought she'd handled that conversation very wellShe'd said nothing
    untrue, but she'd managed to avoid saying too muchShe certainly
    didn't want her son's wife to know that her grandmother had had
    many
    lovers and that dozens of duels had been fought over herNo telling
    what kind of ideas that might put in Scarlett's head
    Eleanor was profoundly disturbed by the obvious trouble between her
    son
    and his wifeIt was not something she could ask Rhett aboutIf he
    wanted her to know, he would have told herAnd Scarlett's reaction
    to
    her hint about the unpleasant situation with the Courtney man made it
    clear that she didn't want to confide her feelings either
    Butler closed her eyes and tried to rest
    When all was said and done, there was nothing she could do except
    hope
    for the bestRhett was a grown man and Scarlett a grown woman
    Even though, in her opinion, they were behaving like undisciplined
    childrenScarlett was trying to rest, tooShe was in the card room,
    telescope at handThere had been no sight of Tommy Cooper's
    sailboat
    when she lookedRhett must have taken him up the river instead of
    into
    the harborMaybe she shouldn't even look for them
    When she'd looked through the opera glasses at the races, she'd lost
    faith in Anne, she was still hurting fro
    Friday, December 31st, 2010
    9:43 pm
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    held responsible, so a few hotshots in Saigon thought a lesson should be taught their gook runners
    They flew up to your territory, went into the grass, and took him out like they were a VC advance
    unitBut you saw them from a piece of high ground and blew all your gasketsYou tracked them
    back to the helicopter pad and gave them a choice: Get in and you’d storm the chopper leaving no
    survivors, or they could come back with you to the vintage hermes base campThey came back under your men’s
    guns and you forced Field Command to accept your multiple charges of murderThat’s when Ice-
    Cold Ogilvie showed up looking after his Saigon boys
    “Then something happened, didn’t it? Something crazy—everything got confused, twistedBryce got you on the stand and made you look like a maniac, a sullen
    pathological liar and a killer who, except for the war and your expertise, would be in a maximum
    security prisonHe called you everything in the rotten black book and demanded that gucci fabric you reveal
    your real name—which you wouldn’t do, couldn’t do, because your first wife’s Cambodian family
    would have been slaughteredHe tried to tie you in verbal knots, and, failing that, threatened the
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    372
    military court with exposing the whole bastard battalion, which it also couldn’t allowOgilvie’s
    thugs got off for lack of credible testimony, and after the trial you had to be physically restrained in
    the barracks until Ogilvie was airborne back to Saigon
    “His name louis vuitton discount was Kwan Soo,” said Bourne dreamily, his head moving back and forth as if
    rejecting a nightmare“He was a kid, maybe sixteen or seventeen, sending the drug money back to
    three villages so they could eatThere wasn’t any other way oh, shit! What would any of us have
    done if our families were starving?”
    “That wasn’t anything you could say at the trial and you knew itYou had to hold your tongue
    and take Ogilvie’s vicious crapI came up and watched you and I never saw a man exercise such
    control over his hatred
    “That prada milano isn’t the way I seem to recall it—what I can recallSome of it’s coming back, not much,
    but some
    “During that trial you adapted to the necessities of your immediate surroundings—you might say
    like a chameleon Their eyes locked, and Jason turned back to the television screen
    “And there he is with CarlosIt’s a small rotten world, isn’t it? Does he know I’m Jason
    Bourne?”
    “How could he?” asked Conklin, getting out of the chair“There was no Jason Bourne then
    There wasn’t even a David, only a guerrilla they called mulberry bayswater Delta
    Thursday, December 30th, 2010
    9:35 pm
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    going to get an official invitation to this show
    I'm having, but she says you'll come and I'm
    thrilled
    "You're thrilled? Mom sent me some of the pictures
    and I can't waitWhen did you learn to do that?"
    This seemed to be the question of the hourAre the others as good?"
    "You'll have to come and see for tiffany replica jewelry yourself
    "Could Ric come?"
    "Does he have a passport?"
    "Yes
    569
    "Will he promise not to poke ze fun at your old
    man?"
    "He's very respectful of his elders
    "Then assuming the flights aren't sold out and you
    don't mind sleeping two to a room - I assume
    that's not a problem - then of course he can
    come
    She squealed so loudly it hurt my Gucci Indy Bag ear, but I
    didn't take the telephone awayIt had been a long
    time since I'd said or done anything to make
    Linnie Freemantle squeal like that"Thank you,
    Daddy - that's great!"
    "It'll be nice to meet RicMaybe I'll steal his
    beretI'm an artist now, after all
    "I'll tell him you said that
    "Have you talked to Ilse yet?"
    "No, Tiffany Bracelets why?"
    "When you do, don't say anything about Ric coming,
    okay? Let me do that
    "I hadn't planned to
    "Because she and Carsonshe said she told you
    about him
    570
    "Well, I'm pretty sure there's a problem there
    Illy says she's 'thinking things over' That's a
    direct quoteHe says you
    should never trust a person who prays in public
    All chanel knockoff I know is she sounds a lot more grown up than
    my baby sister used to
    Same goes for you, Lin, I thoughtI had a
    momentary image of how she'd looked at seven, when
    she'd been so sick Pam and I both thought she
    might die on us, although we'd never said so aloud
    Back then Melinda had been all big dark eyes, pale
    cheeks, and lank handbag dolce gabbana h
    Wednesday, December 29th, 2010
    9:35 pm
    @@@@@There were other hushed conversations going
    @@@@@There were other hushed conversations going on around us,
    made indistinct by the rush of the sulfur spring
    “Yes, thank you,” I answered
    Jamie rolled over, shaking the mattress and knocking into me“Oops, sorry, Wanda,” he
    murmured, and then I heard him yawn
    Automatically, I shifted out of his wayIan was closer than I'd thoughtI gasped quietly when I
    ran into him, then tried to give him some roomHis arm was suddenly around me, holding me to
    his body
    It was the strangest feeling; having Ian's arm around me in this very nonplatonic way reminded
    me oddly of my first experience with No PainLike I'd been in agony without realizing it, and
    his touch had taken all the hurt away
    That feeling erased my shynessI rolled so that I was facing him, and he tightened his arm
    around me
    “Is this okay?” I whispered, repeating his question
    He kissed my forehead
    We were silent for a few minutesMost of the other conversations had died out
    He bent down so that his lips were at my ear and whispered, quieter than before, “Wanda, do
    you think… ?” He fell silent
    “Yes?”
    “Well, it looks like I have a room all to myself nowThere's not enough space for you to be alone
    “I don't want to be aloneBut…”
    Why wouldn't he ask? “But what?”
    “Have you had enough time to sort things out yet? I don't want to rush youI know it's
    confusing… with Jared…”
    It took me a moment to process what he was saying, but then I giggled quietlyMelanie wasn't
    much given to giggling, but Pet had been, and her body betrayed me at this most inopportune
    moment
    “I was givingyou time to sort things out,” I explained in a whisper“I didn't want to rushyou
    –because I know it's confusing
    Monday, December 27th, 2010
    9:40 pm
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    louis vuitton men,gucci tote,quilted bag chanel,Cartier tank,new louis vuitton@@@@@ The rebuff keyed Roth to defianceA twenty-year-old kid, he said to himself, even they think they know it allHe shook his head, and said in his slow pompous voice, "It's a big questionA statement like that He waved his hand slowly in contempt
    Minetta had been pleased with louis vuitton men his observation; Roth's interference fed his malice"Who do you think is right, Goldstein? Me or the undertaker over there?"
    Despite himself, Goldstein laughedHe had some compassion for Roth when he was not near him, but Roth was always so slow, so solemn, in everything gucci tote he saidIt was annoying to wait for him to finish a sentenceBesides, Minetta's analysis had not displeased Goldstein"I don't know, I thought there was a lot of sense in what you said
    Roth smiled sourlyHe was used to it, he told himselfEverybody always sided against quilted bag chanel himEarlier, when they were working, he had resented the way Goldstein was so efficientIn some manner he had felt it to be a betrayalThat Goldstein agreed with Minetta now, caused him no surprise"Absolutely without foundation," he repeated
    "Is that all you can say?" Minetta Cartier tank sneered"Ab-so-lute-ly without foun-da-tion," he mimicked
    "All right, then, consider me Roth ignored his sarcasm"I'm a Jew, but I'm not religiousI probably am less well informed about it than you are, MinettaWho are you to say what I feel? I have never detected any similarities in new louis vuitton
    Sunday, December 26th, 2010
    9:44 pm
    @@@@@"Miss Scarlett-" called
    @@@@@"Miss Scarlett-" called Pansy
    nervouslyScarlett folded the note and sealed it"Please give this
    to your mother," she said to Rosemary
    "Goodbye, Scarlett," said Rhett's sister
    She stood in the door- way to watch Scarlett and her maid and her
    luggage move off down the streetRhett hadn't been so well
    organized
    when he departed late the night beforeShe had begged him not to
    go
    because he'd looked so unwellBut he had kissed her goodbye and
    set
    off into the darkness on footIt wasn't hard to figure out that
    somehow Scarlett was driving him awayWith slow deliberate
    movements
    Rosemary struck a match and burned Scarlett's note"Good
    riddance,"
    she said aloudclapped her hands with delight when the hackney
    pulled
    up in front of Grandfather Robillard's houseIt was pink, just like
    Miss Eleanor had saidTo think that I didn't even notice when I
    visited before! Well, no matter, it was so long ago; what counts is
    nowShe hurried up one curving arm of the double iron-railed steps
    and through the opened doorHer aunts and Pansy could see to the
    luggage, she was dying with curiosity about the inside of the house
    Yes, it was pink everywhere-pink and white and goldThe walls were
    pink, and the covers on the chairs, and the draperiesWith shiny
    white woodwork and columns, all trimmed with glimmering gilt
    Everything looked perfect, too, not peeling and shabby like the paint
    and fabrics in most of the houses in Charleston and AtlantaWhat a
    perfect place to be when Rhett came after herHe'd see that her
    family was every bit as important and impressive as his
    Her eyes moved rapidly, assessing the value of the meticulously
    maintained furnishings she could see through the open door to the
    drawing roomWhy, she could paint every wall of Tara, inside and
    out,
    for what it must cost to gold leaf the plastered ceiling cornersThe
    old skinflint! Grandfather never sent a penny to help me after the
    War, and he doesn't do a thing for the aunts, either
    Saturday, December 25th, 2010
    9:43 pm
    @@@@@said, trying to calm them by lowering his
    @@@@@said, trying to calm them by lowering
    his voice“I know you probably don’t understand me—I don’t speak Russian—but you’re safe
    now
    “We don’t speak Russian either,” admitted the man, an Englishman, in clipped, guarded tones,
    straining his neck as he looked at Jason while trying to rise“Thirty years ago I would have been
    standing at that door! Eighth Army with Monty, y’knowRather grand at El Alamein—all of us, of
    courseTo paraphrase, age doth wither, as they say
    “I’d rather not hear it, General—”
    “No, no, merely a brigadier—”
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    392
    “Fine!” Bourne crept over the bed, testing his knee; whatever it was had snapped back“I have
    to get to a phone!”
    “Actually, what outraged me was the goddamned robe!” went on the veteran of El Alamein
    “Fucking disgraceful, I say—forgive me, darling
    “What are you talking about?”
    “The white robe, lad! It had to be Binky’s—the couple across the hall we’re traveling with—he
    must have copped it from that lovely Beau-Rivage in LausanneThe rotten theft is bad enough, but
    to have given it to that swine is unforgivable!”
    In seconds, Jason had grabbed the Jackal’s weapon and crashed his way into the room across the
    hall, immediately knowing that “Binky” deserved more admiration than the brigadier afforded him
    He lay on the floor bleeding from knife wounds across his stomach and throat
    “I can’t reach anyone!” screamed the woman with thinning gray hair; she was on her knees
    above the victim, weeping hysterically“He fought like a madman—somehow he knew that priest
    wouldn’t fire his gun!”
    “Hold the skin together wherever you can,” yelled Bourne, looking over at the telephoneIt was
    intact! He ran to it, and instead of calling the front desk or the operator, he dialed the numbers for
    the suite
    “Krupkin?” cried Alex
    “No, me! First: Carlos is on the staircase—the hallway I went into! Second: a man’s cut up,
    same hallway, seventh door on the right! HurryI’ve got a clear line to the office
    “Where the hell is the KGB team?”
    “They just got hereKrupkin called only seconds ago from the lobby—it’s why I thought you
    were—”
    “I’m going to the staircase!”
    “For God’s sake, why?”
    “Because he’s mine!”
    Jason raced to the door, offering no words of comfort for the hysterical wife; he could not
    summon themHe crashed his way through the exit door, the Jackal’s weapon in his handHe
    started down the staircase, suddenly hearing the sound of his own shoes; he stopped on the seventh
    step and removed both, and then his ankle-length socksThe cool surface of the stone on his feet
    somehow reminded him of the jungles, flesh against the cold morning underbrush; for some
    abstract, foolish memory he felt more in command of his fears—the jungles were always the friend
    of Delta One
    Floor by floor he descended, following the inevitable rivulets of blood, larger now, no longer to
    be stemmed, for the last wound was too severe to stop by exerting pressureTwice the Jackal had
    applied such pressure, once at the fifth-floor and again at the third-floor hallway doors, only to be
    followed by streaks of dark red, as he could not manipulate the exterior locks without the security
    key
    Friday, December 24th, 2010
    9:35 pm
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    "He said it was 'too rich' Does that strike a
    chord with you, Edgar?"
    616
    I smiled"Why do you suppose Elizabeth turned Big
    Pink into an artist's retreat? Was she always a
    patron of the arts?"
    She looked surprised"Your friend didn't tell you?
    Perhaps he doesn't knowAccording to local legend,
    Elizabeth was once an artist of some note
    herself
    "What do you mean, prada clutch according to local legend?"
    "There's a story - for all I know it's pure myth -
    that she was a child prodigyThat she painted
    beautifully, while very young, and then just
    stopped
    "Did you ever ask her?"
    "Of course, silly manAsking people things is
    what I do She was swaying a bit on her feet now,
    the Sophia Loren eyes noticeably bloodshot
    "What did she say?"
    "That women rolex watches there was nothing to itShe said, 'Those
    who can, doAnd those who can't support those who
    can'"
    "Sounds good to me," I said
    "Yes, it did to me, too," Mary said, taking
    another sip from her Waterford tumbler"The only
    problem I had with it was I didn't believe it
    617
    "Why not?"
    "I don't know, I just didn'tI had an old friend
    named Aggie Winterborn who used to do the chanel white bag adviceto-
    the-lovelorn column in the Tampa Trib, and I
    happened to mention the story once to herThis
    was around the time Dalí was favoring the Suncoast
    with his presence, maybe 1980We were in a bar
    somewhere - in those days we were always in a bar
    somewhere - and the conversation had turned to how
    legends are builtI mentioned the story of how
    Elizabeth had gucci hobo horsebit supposedly been a baby Rembrandt as
    an example of that, and Aggie - long dead, God
    rest her - said she didn't think that was a legend,
    she thought it was the truth, or a version of it
    She said she'd seen a newspaper story about it
    "Did you ever check?" I askedI don't write everything I know"
    - she tipped me a wink - "but I like to know
    everything
    "What did you omega seamaster gmt find?"
    "Noth
    Thursday, December 23rd, 2010
    9:35 pm
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    Rich dad sat quietly, letting his words sink inMike and I heard what he said, but really did not understand fully what he was talking aboutI just knew that I often wondered why grownups hurried off to workIt did not seem like much fun, and they never looked that happy, but something kept them hurrying off to work
    Realizing we had prada clutch absorbed as much as possible of what he was talking about, rich dad said, "I want you boys to avoid that trapThat is really what I want to teach youNot just to be rich, because being rich does not solve the problem
    "It doesn't?" I asked, surprisedLet me finish the other emotion, which is desireSome call it greed, but I prefer gucci fashion desireIt is perfectly normal to desire something better, prettier, more fun or excitingSo people also work for money because of desireThey desire money for the joy they think it can buyBut the joy that money brings is often short lived, and they soon need more money for more joy, more pleasure, more comfort, more securitySo they keep gucci for women working, thinking money will soothe their souls that is troubled by fear and desireBut money cannot do that
    "Even rich people?" Mike asked
    "Rich people included," said rich dad"In fact, the reason many rich people are rich is not because of desire but because of fearThey actually think that money can eliminate that fear of not having kelly bag hermes money, of being poor, so they amass tons of it only tofind out the fear gets worseThey now fear losing itI have friends who keep working even though they have plentyI know people who have millions who are more afraid now than when they were poorThey're terrified of losing all their moneyThe fears that drove them to get rich got replica gucci wors
    Wednesday, December 22nd, 2010
    9:48 pm
    @@@@@ "I hope we don't run into any Japanese,"
    @@@@@
    "I hope we don't run into any Japanese," Goldstein said
    "They ain't a chance," Brown told himHe mopped the sweat out of his eyes, stared weakly into the distance"Nobody around," he panted, but a feeling of weakness, of desperation welled in himIf they were to fall into an ambush nowHe felt like crying againThere were too many things asked of him, and he was so enfeebledA vortex of nausea resolved itself in his stomach, and he retched emptily, obtaining a mild relief from the coldness of his sweatBrown heard himself saying, "We gotta move on, men
    Underneath the moistened handkerchief, Wilson could barely seeThe cotton was colored olive drab, and it glared under the sun with yellow and black colors that seemed to beat into his brainHe felt as if he were choking a little for airOnce more his arms thrashed up toward his head"Goddammit," Wilson cried, "let's move those Japs, men, if we gonna get a goddam souvenir He struggled again on the stretcher"Who put that bag on my head? Red, that's a lousy trick to play on a buddyI cain't see in this fuggin cave, move that Jap off my head
    The handkerchief slipped down over his nose and Wilson blinked into the sun and closed his eyes once more"Watch out, that snake!" he shouted suddenly, his body cringing"Red, you got to shoot it careful, take a good bead, take a good bead He mumbled something, and then his body relaxed"Ah tell you, a dead man look jus' like a shoulder o' lamb been lying around too long
    Brown replaced the handkerchief, and Wilson struggled beneath itGoddammit, they're shootin' at us, you know how to swim, Taylor, goddammit lemme get behind the boat!" Brown shudderedWilson was talking about the Motome invas
    Sunday, December 19th, 2010
    9:45 pm
    @@@@@What she refused to consider at all was
    @@@@@What she refused to
    consider at all was Colum's quiet suggestion that she start thinking
    about marrying againShe woke up in the night sometimes, and the
    darkness in her room was like the dark mystery of Rhett's eyes
    meeting
    hers when her ship was leaving CharlestonWhat had he been
    feeling?
    Alone in the silence of the night, alone in the vastness of the ornate
    bed, alone in the black blankness of the unlit room, Scarlett wondered,
    and dreamed of impossible things, and sometimes wept from the ache
    of
    wanting him"Cat," said Cat clearly when she saw her reflection in
    the mirror"Oh, thank God," Scarlett cried aloudShe'd been afraid
    her baby was never going to talkCat had rarely gurgled and cooed
    like other babies, and she looked at people who talked baby talk to her
    with an expression of profound astonishmentShe walked at ten
    months,
    which was early, Scarlett knew, but a month later she was still
    practically mute except for her laughter"Say 'ma-ma,'" Scarlett
    begged"Say 'ma-ma,'" she tried again after Cat spoke,
    but the little girl wriggled out of her grasp and plunged recklessly
    across the floorHer walking was more enthusiastic than skillful
    "Conceited little monster," Scarlett called after her"All babies say
    'ma-ma' for their first word, not their own name Cat staggered to a
    haltShe looked back at Scarlett with a smile that Scarlett said
    later was "positively diabolical
    "Mama," she said casuallyThen she lurched off again"She probably
    could have said it all along if she'd wanted to," Scarlett bragged to
    Father Flynn
    "She tossed it to me like a bone to a dog The old priest smiled
    tolerantlyHe had listened to many proud mothers in his long years
    "It's a grand day," he offered pleasantly"A grand day in every way,
    Father!" exclaimed Tommy Doyle, the youngest of Ballyhara's
    farmers
    "It's sure that we've made the harvest of harvests He refilled
    his glass, and Father Flynn
    Saturday, December 18th, 2010
    9:43 pm
    @@@@@ Trudy checked every few minutes to make
    @@@@@
    Trudy checked every few minutes to make sure nothing was burning
    Often, I tried to get Jamie to talk for me when he knew the story wellI liked to watch the
    enthusiasm light up his face, and the way he used his hands to draw pictures in the airTonight,
    Heidi wanted to know more about the Dolphins, so I asked Jamie to answer her questions as
    well as he could
    The humans always spoke with sadness when they asked about our newest acquisitionThey
    saw the Dolphins as mirrors of themselves in the first years of the occupationHeidi's dark eyes,
    disconcerting underneath her fringe of white-blond hair, were tight with sympathy as she asked
    her questions
    “They look more like huge dragonflies than fish, right, Wanda?” Jamie almost always asked for
    corroboration, though he never waited for my answer“They're all leathery, though, with three,
    four, or five sets of wings, depending on how old they are, right? So they kind of fly through the
    water–it's lighter than water here, less denseThey have five, seven, or nine legs, depending on
    which gender they are, right, Wanda? They have three different gendersThey have really long
    hands with tough, strong fingers that can build all kinds of thingsThey make cities under the
    water out of hard plants that grow there, kind of like trees but not reallyThey aren't as far along
    as we are, right, Wanda? Because they've never made a spaceship or, like, telephones for
    communicationHumans were more advanced
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    Friday, December 17th, 2010
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    Saturday, December 11th, 2010
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    I had almost forgot (it was Edmund’s fault: he gets into my head
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    Friday, December 10th, 2010
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    “On the big island—”
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    is boy names: Randall, Russell, Rudolph, Riverfucking-
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