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From: | Susanne Schafer |
Subject: | [Gwm-general] Fwd: Important |
Date: | Sat, 9 Dec 2006 07:46:24 +0500 |
The latter three Misery novels had been little more than straightforward adventure tales with a fair amount of piquantly described sex thrown in to please the ladies.
He sat in the wheelchair with the sample boxes of Novril in his lap and his broken legs stuck stiffly out in front of him and waited for the car to pass or turn in. It was too easy to imagine how his shattered bones would feel after ten or fifteen minutes of wriggling through cold puddles and melting snow, like a dying tadpole.
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