Sunday, April 14, 2013

72 case of lies

  chapter 6
four -eleven in te afternoon , elliott was just waking up .
he crunched through two bowls of crispy ceral , standing at the kitchen counter , back safe at home on vashon island . he had gotten in very late from tahoe and hadn't ben able to sleep until morning bcause he couldn't stop thinking about the man in the ski mask .
in the dreary daylight , which highlighted the broken tiles near the toaster , he considered that hewas now more than a thousand mileas from tahoe . an eighteen hour drive . he was safe . relatively safe .
he went through a box a day  sometimes . boxed cereal might look like pure junk , but actually , the vitamins added later , plus the fact y=that the cereal had once , a very long time ago , grown in a field and been alive , resulted in substance that tasted good and also contained all minimum daily requirements , it took almost no time to pour cereal and milk into aowl . all in all ,he wouldn't eat anything else , except thatpop had surprised them both and turned into a master chef after his mother's death .

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