Dead Soul
“As he gazed out the window at sun-streaked clouds slipping over granite peaks, his happy thoughts drifted along with them. Maybe she’ll like the Columbine. And want to come back again. Then, maybe…The rancher’s blissful daydream was interrupted by the sound of a raspy cough. He turned to see a bushy-haired man under the entry arch. The lower half of Patch Davidson’s spare form was concealed in a high-tech vehicle mounted on four plump pneumatic tires. There were control panels on both armrests,... a telescoping antenna erupting behind the Moroccan leather seat. The chrome logo on the sloping hood asserted that this was a 4WD Electric GroundHog.“Glad to see you.” The politician beamed the patented charismatic smile at his guest.“Same here.” Moon reached for the extended hand; it grabbed him like an iron pincer.Patch Davidson maintained the smile. “Sorry I wasn’t here to greet you personally.”“No problem.”“I understand you’ve met my nephew. I hope Allan took good care of you.”“I’m a low-maintenance kind of guest.”The senator laughed.MoreLess
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