Brush With Death (2010)
Brush With Death
“—Mary Cassatt (1844-1926), American painter The best fruit is plucked from the branches without delay. —Georges LeFleur Only an hour ago I had vowed to go to the police with the metal box from Louis Spencer’s grave. Now that the police had obligingly come to me, I found my heart pounding and fought the urge to flee. Childhood habits die hard, and my adult interactions with the authorities had not laid those fears to rest.
Calm down, Annie, I scolded myself. You’re not the center of the univer...se. The cops could be here for any number of reasons.
I entered the Hall of Tranquility but veered into the office when I spied the officers speaking with Roy Cogswell in the Gregorian Garden. Miss Ivy’s lip curled as she gave me the once-over, and I had the distinct impression she did not approve of my rain-soaked artistic attire. I didn’t think much of her outfit, either: she wore a short skirt with a black-and-white Holstein cow pattern, a wide patent leather belt, and a tight red sweater cut low enough to display much of her bony, freckled chest.MoreLess
Calm down, Annie, I scolded myself. You’re not the center of the univer...se. The cops could be here for any number of reasons.
I entered the Hall of Tranquility but veered into the office when I spied the officers speaking with Roy Cogswell in the Gregorian Garden. Miss Ivy’s lip curled as she gave me the once-over, and I had the distinct impression she did not approve of my rain-soaked artistic attire. I didn’t think much of her outfit, either: she wore a short skirt with a black-and-white Holstein cow pattern, a wide patent leather belt, and a tight red sweater cut low enough to display much of her bony, freckled chest.MoreLess
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