Friday, 4 February 2011

BENJ GERDES

The whole gang was there. When the piper showed up it was almost too much. I held Mitzi close and studied everyone's eyes, my knuckles

bloodless. Around two in the morning I cracked: "Benj," I whispered, "isn't it time?" He shook his head once, almost imperceptibly, and gave a blazing glare.

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