Tuesday, August 11, 2015


A man living on the fumes of a dwindling family trust waits for a phone call that might change his fate while trying to escape the shadow of his successful father.


Geo. said...

Harry, from the eerie plaster masks into the library with its demolition notice from Spurwood, to the pyromaniac memory in short pants, you prove yourself a master of enigma. My favorite line --"I don't think it's too big (the figurehead). It could fit in somebody's foyer."-- and my compliments.

Hydroxph said...

Pretty true.

Ms. Ivviey Twentynine said...

Olla Harry ,
Are this post of your was your novel ? Correct me if im wrong . 10Q.

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