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| Monday, January 3rd, 2011 | | 9:59 am |
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“Go @@@@@A lot of your crowd passes through—” “Go on,” interrupted the attorney, looking at his gold Rolex watch “Make time for thisAccording to my specialists—and I purposely used the word ‘my,’ if you follow me—on a prearranged schedule, say every fourth or fifth day, the new patient is ‘shot up to the moon’—that’s the phrase they use, it’s not mine, Christ knowsBetween times he’s been treated real goodHe’s been fed the right neutermints or whatever they are, given the proper exercise, a lot of sleep and all the rest of that shitWe should all be so careful of our bodies, right, avvocato?” “Some of us play squash every other day “Well, you’ll forgive me, MrPark Avenue, Manhattan, but squash to me is zucchini and I eat it “Linguistic and cultural differences do crop up, don’t they?” “Yeah, I can’t fault you there, ConsigliereAnd my title is attorneyIt could be Consigliere “There’s not enough years in our lifetimes, LouisDo you go on or do I leave?” “I go on, MrSo each time the Jew shrink is shot up to that moon my specialist talks about, he’s in pretty good shape, right?” “I see the periodic remissions to normalcy, but then I’m not a doctor “I don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about, but then I’m not a doctor, either, so I’ll take my specialist’s word for itYou see, every time he’s shot up, his mind is pretty clear inside, and then he’s fed name after name after nameA lot, maybe most, won’t mean a thing, but every now and then one will, and then another, and anotherWith each, they start what they call a probe, finding out bits and pieces of information, just enough to get a sketch of the patient he’s talking about—just enough to scare the shit out of that lasagna when he’s reachedRemember, these are stressful times and this Hebe doctor treats some of the fattest cats in Washington, in and outside the governmentHow does that grab you, MrAttorney?” “It’s certainly unique,” replied the guest slowly, studying the capo supremo“His files, of course, would be infinitely preferable “Yeah, well, like I say, we’re working on that, but it’ll take timeThis is now, immediatoHe’ll be in Pennsylvania in a couple of hou | | Wednesday, December 29th, 2010 | | 9:59 am |
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brought out of her red @@@@@ The picture she brought out of her red leather wallet was in one of those see-through plastic envelopesShe teased it out and handed it to meI guess this time my 136 reaction didn't show, because her fond (really sort of goofy) smile didn't changeAnd me? I felt as though I'd swallowed something that had no business going down a human throatA piece of lead shot, maybe It wasn't that Carson Jones resembled the man I'd drawn on Christmas EveI was prepared for that, had been since I saw the little ring twinkling prettily on Ilse's fingerWhat shocked me was that the photo was almost exactly the sameIt was as if, instead of clipping a photo of sophora, sea lavender, or inkberry to the side of my easel, I had clipped this very photographHe was wearing the jeans and the scuffed yellow workboots that I hadn't been able to get quite right; his darkish blond hair spilled over his ears and his forehead; he was carrying a book I knew was a Bible in one handMost telling of all was the Minnesota Twins tee-shirt, with the number 48 on the left breast "Who's number 48, and how did you happen to meet a Twins fan at Brown? I thought that was Red Sox country "Number 48's Torii Hunter," she said, looking at me as if I was the world's biggest dummox"They 137 have a huge TV in the main student lounge, and I went in there one day last July when the Sox and Twins were playingThe place was crammed even though it was summer session, but Carson and I were the only ones with our Twins on - him with his Torii tee-shirt, me with my capSo of course we sat together, and She shrugged, to show the rest was history "What flavor is he, religiously speaking?" "Baptist She looked at me a little defiantly, as though she'd said CannibalBut as a member in good standing of The First Church of Nothing in Particular, I had no grudge against the Baptists The only religions I don't like are the ones that insist their God is bigger than your God"We've been going to services together three times a week for the last four months Jack pulled up, and she bent to grab the handles of her various bags"He's going to take spring semester off to travel with this really wonderful gospel groupIt's an actual tour, with a booker and everythi | | Monday, December 27th, 2010 | | 10:02 am |
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Alex slumped, falling to the floorPeter @@@@@!” Alex slumped, falling to the floorPeter Holland grabbed him and gently the strong, broadshouldered admiral, a veteran of the darkest operations in the Far East, led Conklin silently through the door to the nurse“Get him away from here, please “Peter,” coughed Alex, trying to stand, collapsing on his false foot“I’m sorry, Christ, I’m sorry!” “What for?” whispered Holland “I should watch but I can’t watch!” “I understandIf I were you, I probably couldn’t either Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM 243 “No, you don’t understand! Mo said he killed David, but of course he didn’tBut I meant to, I really wanted to kill him! I was wrong, but I tried with all the expertise in my bones to kill him! And now I’ve done it againIt’s not Mo, it’s me!” “Put him against the wall, missLet him sink to the floor and leave us alone “Yes, sir!” The nurse did as she was ordered and fled, leaving Holland and Alex alone in the antiseptic maze “Now, you listen to me, Field Man,” whispered the gray-haired director of the Central Intelligence Agency, kneeling in front of Conklin“This fucking merry-go-round of guilt had better stop—has got to stop—or nobody’s going to be any good to anybodyI don’t give a good goddamn what you or Panov did thirteen years ago, or five years ago, or now! We’re all reasonably bright people, and we did what each of us did because we thought they were the right moves at the timeGuess what, Saint Alex? Yes, I’ve heard the termFucking inconvenient, isn’t it? Maybe we’re not so brilliant after allMaybe Panov isn’t the greatest behavioral whateverthe- hell-it-is; maybe you’re not the shrewdest son of a bitch in the field, the one who got canonized, and maybe I’m not the superjock behind-the-lines strategist they’ve made me out to beSo what? We take our baggage and go where we have to go “Oh, for Christ’s sake, shut up!” yelled Conklin, struggling against the wall “Shhh!” “Oh, shit! The last thing I need is a sermon from you! If I had a foot, I’d take you “Now we’re physical?” “I was Black BeltI don’t even know how to wrestle Their eyes met and Alex was the first to laugh quietly“You’re too much, Peter | | Thursday, December 23rd, 2010 | | 10:00 am |
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light was brighter, but what it @@@@@Here the light was brighter, but what it showed didn't make me feel better about my new friend; in the glow spilling out of the garage, his complexion looked almost yellowI asked him if he was okay "Wireman's as fine as paint," he said"Miss Eastlake, on the other hand, has put in a few restless, shitty nightsCalling for her sisters, calling for her Pa, calling for everything but her pipe and bowl and fiddlers threeThere's something to that full-moon shitIt makes no logical sense, but there it isDiana calls on a wavelength to which only the tottering mind is attunedNow that it's in its last quarter, she'll 323 start sleeping through againWhich means I can start sleeping through again "If I were you, Edgar, I'd sleep on this gallery thing, and for more than one nightYou've been a busy bee, but I doubt if you have enough pictures yet to-" There was a tiled pillar behind himHe staggered back against itIf it hadn't been there, I'm pretty sure he would have gone downThe effects of the bourbon were wearing off a little, but there was enough of that hyper-reality left for me to see what happened to his eyes when he lost his equilibriumThe right one looked down, as if to check out his shoes, while the bloodshot and weepy left one rolled up in its socket until the iris was no more than an arcI had time to think that what I was seeing was surely impossible, eyes couldn't go in two completely different directions like thatAnd that was probably true for people who were healthyThen Wireman started to slide"Wireman? Wireman!" He gave his head a shake, then looked at meEyes front and all accounted forThe left one was 324 glistening and bloodshot, that was allHe took out his hankie and wiped his cheek "I've heard of putting other people to sleep with a boring line of quack, but oneself? That's ridiculous "You weren't dozing o | | Wednesday, December 22nd, 2010 | | 10:10 am |
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obvious that he wasn't talking about @@@@@It was obvious that he wasn't talking about a social visit I hissed the words so that he wouldn't hear the panic in my voice“What else can I do after today? It's not going to get any betterAnd this isn't Jeb's decision to make It made me angry that these words still had the power to hurt me, to bring tears stinging into my eyesI tried to hold on to the thought of Ian–he was the anchor, as Kyle somehow had been for Sunny–but it was hard with Jared's hand touching me, with the smell of him in my nose Like trying to make out the song of one violin when the entire percussion section was bashing away… “Then let me go, Jared The words came out fierce and fast and hardIt was easy to hear that they weren't lies “I should come with you “You'll have Melanie back soon enough,” I snapped“I'm only asking for a few minutes, Jared Another pause; his hand didn't loosen “Wanda, I would come to be with you The tears spilled overI was grateful for the darkness “It wouldn't feel that way,” I whispered“So there's no point Of course Jared could not be allowed to be thereOnly Doc could be trustedOnly he had promised meAnd I wasn't leaving this planetI wasn't going to go live as a Dolphin or a Flower, always grieving for the loves I'd left behind me, all dead by the time I opened my eyes again–if I even had eyesThis wasmy planet, and they wouldn't make me leaveI would stay in the dirt, in the dark grotto with my friends | | Sunday, December 19th, 2010 | | 10:06 am |
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@@@@@Rhett had kept
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waiting for him in @@@@@Rhett had kept her waiting for him in SavannahWell, he could wait awhile to learn about the baby There were months and months to go before it was bornShe was entitled to have some fun before she went back to CharlestonSure as fate, she wouldn't be allowed to do so much as stick her nose out of the door thereLadies in a delicate condition weren't supposed to stir a stumpNo, she'd have Ireland firstShe'd never have another chanceShe'd enjoy the Brian Boru tooHer morning sickness had never lasted much more than a week with the other babiesIt must be almost over nowLike Kathleen, in a day or two she'd be just fine* Crossing the Atlantic on the Brian Boru was like a continuous Saturday night at the O'Haras' in Savannah-only more soAt first Scarlett loved itThe ship soon had a full complement of passengers who boarded at Boston and New York, but they didn't seem like Yankees at all, Scarlett thoughtThey were Irish and proud of itThey had the vitality that was so appealing in the O'Haras, and they took advantage of everything the ship had to offerAll day there was something to do: checkers tournaments, heated competitions at quoits on deck, excited participation in games of chance, such as wagering on the number of miles the ship would cover the following dayIn the evening they sang along with the professional musicians and danced energetically to all the Irish reels and Viennese waltzesEven when the dancing was done, the amusement continuedThere was always a game of whist in the Ladies' Card Saloon, and Scarlett was always in demand as a partnerExcept for Charleston's rationed coffee, the stakes were higher than any she'd known, and every turn of a card was exciting So were her winningsThe Brian Boru's passengers were living proof that America was the Land of Opportunity, and they didn't mind spending their lately gained wealthColum, too, benefitted from their opened pockets | | Friday, December 17th, 2010 | | 10:00 am |
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