Monday, May 23, 2011
Baljeet spat out the tooth and shot a bloody grin at Teddy. "Is that the best you can do, you idiot bear?"
Sam looked sadly at the stone statue that had once been his dog. I never should have dated the Medusa, he thought glumly.
Up the ramp, over the creek, under the windmill, and into the clown's mouth. Euphoria swept over Stuart. He knew this hole-in-one was going to change his entire life.
"I love you, honey," she said, sarcasm and blame dripping off of every word.
The baby slid through the birth canal. As soon as he was born, father and son locked eyes. On some instinctive, animalistic level, both knew it was the beginning of a life-long blood duel.
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