There were still things Matt wanted clarified: tombstones and skulls tumbled in his brain among automatic cameras and the deplorable results in candid photography as a hobby. He picked up a picture he had examined three times by now: Ada, her blackmailer, and a small square wooden stool. The front told him nothingContinue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 24”
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LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 23
Matt had seen a lot of these poses before, of course. The third of three boys in the family, he could hardly have grown up ignorant of certain pictorial journals. But it was different when they were all performed by the same person, not to mention a person you knew. AND a person whoContinue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 23”
LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 19
Her eyes flashed with the petulant outrage of a little girl caught in the cookie jar, thinking it very unreasonable of you to have come into the kitchen at that precise moment. Then her eyelids lowered. “Your mother think of that?” “I don’t need all my fingers to count to nine,” MattContinue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 19”
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