I called 911 and here we are. He can't die, Brian. He just can't!"The next hour was tense. Rita refused to let go of me, so I sat and stroked her hair...like a child, telling her how much I had grown to love her. And I had.I finally got her distracted by telling her we had both professed our love for each other. She actually had a little smile."Good, child, good. Have you set a date?" We haven't talked that far ahead yet. But when it happens, will you be my matron of honor?"It set off a fresh. My name is Sindie. I am a five foot ten inch tall woman. I have short dark brown hair and I am told that I have a body to die for. I guess in order for you to understand my situation I should go back to before the fight. *********** ‘God where are my damn heels?’ I asked to the empty room. ‘I don’t have the time to get redressed and still make it to the restaurant in time.’ I am supposed to meet Ashley in about an hour and it would take me longer to find something else that would make me look. Against three of them, three other, younger, men were already tied. The fourth pillar now served for him.The three others were dressed much as he was, one wore a suit, one a shirt and trousers, the other a t-shirt and jeans. All of them were handcuffed with their wrists behind their backs. All of them were gagged; one with tape strapped across his lips, the other two with strips of cloth pulled cruelly tight. George looked around in panic, pulling against the handcuffs and the chains that held. Salinger. No, Salinger comes before. Tartt. Hemingway. Some obscure books on Taoism. At first I dreamed about pages. The letters blurred, forming a braille. Braille swirls. Then the designs flew off the pages. When they hit the air, they became suspended, lightly floated in front of my face. I pushed them back with my hand. They caught, and I pushed harder. ‘Blow,’ I heard Ruth whisper and I blew the patterns away, revealing her. She was sitting with her legs spread wide, and in her hands she.