By Dana Cameron
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D. ” He looked at me shivering, then surveyed the dirt-and-salt-covered Civic and was similarly unimpressed. “Promptly. Ask for me, Mr. ” I rolled up my window with a hand I could barely feel. The striped barrier rose up hesitantly, as if reluctant to admit me. “Jerk,” I muttered, as I got the car into gear and drove up the hill. I pulled up the long sloping drive, both sides lined with woods. The trees were huge stately things that gradually thinned out into a large, open area near the summit of the hill to reveal the house.
As I headed for the door, Jack looked concerned for a minute. “You do know it’s almost a mile to the library as the road goes, don’t you? ” I smiled: He needn’t have worried. I regularly ran five miles. “Thanks, I’ll be fine. ” Realizing that Jack was at least right about the outside temperature, I decided to get a scarf. On my way back through the hall, I ran across the second of my three fellow Fellows in the darkened parlor. Or at least, I thought I had. All I could see was a large dark shape off to one side of the couch.
It occurred to me that he looked precisely like Morocco Mole without the fez. ” he exclaimed, as he pulled the headphones off. I could hear Kenny G. ” “Emma Fielding,” I said, extending a hand. His hand was small and a little clammy from the ice in the glass. “I’m John Miner—Jack,” he said, transferring his drink back to his right hand and taking a big sip. “Welcome, welcome. ” “Madam Margaret Chandler’s diary is here. I did a little survey at the Chandler house last summer, and it has a good eighteenth-century component intact, so I’m going back in a season or two.
A Fugitive Truth by Dana Cameron