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[Mae Mcclellan]

"Id want to know what was going to happen in Chapter 18 even if I7 ended with Misery and Ian and Geoffrey sitting in armchairs on the porch, reading newspapers.
Annie pulled the cross free again - its sharpened point had broken off, leaving a jagged, splintery stump - and drove it into his back between the shoulderblades.

"Id want to know what was going to happen in Chapter 18 even if I7 ended with Misery and Ian and Geoffrey sitting in armchairs on the porch, reading newspapers.
Annie pulled the cross free again - its sharpened point had broken off, leaving a jagged, splintery stump - and drove it into his back between the shoulderblades.

It had been five days since his expedition into the bathroom and the parlor, and he had recuperated from that experience faster than he would ever have believed.
"And thats only the beginning,Charlie Merrill, his editor, had told him at lunch that day - the lunch from which Paul was now returning with his bound galleys.

Annie pulled the cross free again - its sharpened point had broken off, leaving a jagged, splintery stump - and drove it into his back between the shoulderblades. Sitting here in front of this typewriter with its increasingly bad teeth, looking back over a period which had consisted of work rather than events, Paul nodded. It had been five days since his expedition into the bathroom and the parlor, and he had recuperated from that experience faster than he would ever have believed. "And thats only the beginning,Charlie Merrill, his editor, had told him at lunch that day - the lunch from which Paul was now returning with his bound galleys.