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Wysłany: Sob 14:45, 12 Lut 2011 Temat postu: On the Makaloa Mat LondonJack Published bbaafjos |
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the skythere was the crack of
another breaking branchand then something was falling toward me. I put my hands up to shield
my face and rolled to the rightoff the path. The branch splashed to the ground just behind meand
I tumbled halfway down a slope that was slick with soaked needles. At last I was able to pull
myself to my feet. The branch on the path was even bigger than the one which had landed on the
roof of the car. If it had struck meit likely would have bashed in my skull.
Go back [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]! A hissingspiteful wind through the trees.
Finish it [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]! The slobberingguttural voice of the lake slamming into the rocks and the bank below
The Street.
Mind your business [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]! That was the very house itselfgroaning on its foundations. Mind your
business and let me mind mine!
But Kyra was my business. Kyra was my daughter.
I picked up the lantern. The housing was cracked but the bulb glowed bright and steady — that
was one for the home team. Bent over against the howling windhand raised to ward off more
falling branchesI slipped and stumbled my way down the hill to my dead wife's studio.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
At first the door wouldn't open. The knob turned under my hand so I knew it wasnyilai:
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