French Exit
“I’ve just been out riding my bicycle,” Malcolm said. “What bicycle?” “Frances bought me one for...
“I’ve just been out riding my bicycle,” Malcolm said. “What bicycle?” “Frances bought me one for...
Malcolm was yet in his suite. He was speaking to Susan on the phone. “Let’s eat food, for lunch,”...
Mr Olderglough was not an enthusiastic guide. “This is a room,” he said, pointing as they passed. “Not much use for it these days. Better not to go in at all, is my thought. And here, here too is a room, just a room, serving no purpose whatsoever.”
Mr Olderglough stole a glance at the contents of Lucy’s valise. “Where is your day suit, boy?” “I...
They had us cold, the barrels of their pistols leveled at our hearts. ‘You are ready to...