“He rolled over, not realizing where he was, and nearly fell off the couch. He threw out an arm and caught the top of the ottoman, saving himself from crashing face first onto the sunroom floor. Feeling stiff and stupid, he groaned and pushed himself upright. The phone rang again. Shane stumbled into the library. “Shane?” “Yeah,” he answered, rubbing his eyes. “Hey Morrie.” The light outside the library windows seemed wrong somehow. Too bright. “You sick or something, pal? You so...und awful, if you don’t mind my saying.” “Why would I mind that, you insensitive prick? I’m fine.” “Glad to hear it,” Morrie replied cheerfully. “Even gladder to hear about how things are going with the Florida series. You really have the title piece done and ready to roll?” “I do. It’s upstairs now, calling your name.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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