Books author - "Patrick Sean Lee"
Life at the farm outside Marysville has taken a new, deadly twist for Amelia. Now, I don't know for certain yet what that deadly twist will be, but I'll figure something exciting and dangerous out as I write :)
It's a warm summer evening in Washington D.C. The President has his plate full when his wife calls. The Saint Bernard is giving Madame First Lady fits; she wants pretzels--and the Secretary of Defense is in tears. What else could go wrong?
Marvin Quenton Fuster has had an interesting day. Very early on, he is rousted by a cop, and so flips him off...escaping miraculously. A bit later Esmeralda at the Salvation army Mission nearly lassos him in his naked state in the men's shower. He barely escapes her "charms", intent on finding the love of his (dream) life, Amy. He thinks an angel has told him she is to be found at the Governor's Mansion, and so he goes there seeking her. Instead, Anselm, the angel, jams his brain with
We was hot. Jimmy wanted to take some bottles we'd scrounged up outta' the trash cans in the alley up to Mrs. Rashure's little store on the corner. All we wanted to do was cash 'em in and get a cold Coke. But no...who was standin' on the front porch of the store but the president and vice-president of The Skulls. There was gonna' be a fight, I just knew it, and we was gonna' lose.
Skip is imprisoned in his basement for an unspecified term following Jimmy's sacrilegious act at church. Jimmy is free on personal recognizance. Mickey and Jimmy show up at Skip's window one evening and try to get the innocent young boy to break out and go with them on a larcenous mission. Dilemma.
Lazarus ate too much spicy food for dinner last evening. Tonight he is paying for it...falling, falling, falling...in more ways than one. The ground below is rushing up to meet him...
Life at the farm outside Marysville has taken a new, deadly twist for Amelia. Now, I don't know for certain yet what that deadly twist will be, but I'll figure something exciting and dangerous out as I write :)
It's a warm summer evening in Washington D.C. The President has his plate full when his wife calls. The Saint Bernard is giving Madame First Lady fits; she wants pretzels--and the Secretary of Defense is in tears. What else could go wrong?
Marvin Quenton Fuster has had an interesting day. Very early on, he is rousted by a cop, and so flips him off...escaping miraculously. A bit later Esmeralda at the Salvation army Mission nearly lassos him in his naked state in the men's shower. He barely escapes her "charms", intent on finding the love of his (dream) life, Amy. He thinks an angel has told him she is to be found at the Governor's Mansion, and so he goes there seeking her. Instead, Anselm, the angel, jams his brain with
We was hot. Jimmy wanted to take some bottles we'd scrounged up outta' the trash cans in the alley up to Mrs. Rashure's little store on the corner. All we wanted to do was cash 'em in and get a cold Coke. But no...who was standin' on the front porch of the store but the president and vice-president of The Skulls. There was gonna' be a fight, I just knew it, and we was gonna' lose.
Skip is imprisoned in his basement for an unspecified term following Jimmy's sacrilegious act at church. Jimmy is free on personal recognizance. Mickey and Jimmy show up at Skip's window one evening and try to get the innocent young boy to break out and go with them on a larcenous mission. Dilemma.
Lazarus ate too much spicy food for dinner last evening. Tonight he is paying for it...falling, falling, falling...in more ways than one. The ground below is rushing up to meet him...