Spawn of Mars
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Why I Missed Last Sunday's Visit
Sunday, June 10, 2007 10:12 pm
Grandmother kept me out. Through the door she wearily insisted her furniture had turned into people. "There's nowhere to sit." Besides, most of them were naked. "Except for the upholstered ones." Since she was still scrambling to clothe them from her attic boxes, she urged me to come another day.
Fortune Cookie #4
"Eat your fruits and vegetables to strengthen your health."
Monday, March 5, 2007 1:31 am
Liz glared. Strengthen her health? What of her soul? No hints; no revelations; no portents; no implication of hope; just a materialistic platitude... The Chinese cookie-makers had failed her. She thought to chastise a waitress and demand a proper fortune. Instead she bitterly ordered a bowl of mint ice cream.
Fortune Cookie #3
"You will soon be the center of attention."
Sunday, September 3, 2006 5:08 pm
Would he stutter? Stumble? Mutter? Fall? Sneeze; belch; fart? Sloppily; roaringly; aromatically? Yell, without meaning to? Speak, without permission to? Would Harry's chopsticks snap and hurl a morsel of sesame chicken into that woman's slightly unbuttoned blouse? Would she catch him staring and angrily — indignantly! — point him out to all?
Fortune Cookie #2
"An admirer finds you very charming."
Sunday, August 27, 2006 8:16 pm
Eh? Even his detractors found him charming. To be told he was "charming" didn't flatter him. Nor did it stir him. His charm was an axiom. Still — an admirer? There were fewer this week (he had to confess); another would be appropriate. Keith looked around, wondering if she were here.
Fortune Cookie #1
"Someone is interested in you. Keep your eyes open."
Sunday, August 20, 2006 11:49 pm
So maybe it was the virulence of the spices. Or maybe it was a supernatural twinge. Either way, this colorless fortune commanded Maria with an excessive plausibility. She was convinced — skin, bones, hair, and heart — of an interest in her. "Eyes open!" She decided not to leave the restaurant yet.
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