”“How big?” Eddie asked. Also thank my friend Chuck Verrill, who edited the book and hung with me every step of the way. his question: What would writing this sort of story mean to me? Those whose destiny (or ka, if you like) is to include t A wonderful idea.
It was Susan, still bent over to her aunt’s side, who grasped her shoulder and held her up. Latigo and the folks we’ve been waiting for will be moving toward us very soon, now. Yet they do wait, and when we have passed, they gather up their bundles of memory and fall in behind, treading in our footsteps and catching up, little by little. A little curl of smoke was drifting from it.
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