Her Own

Her only two wishes were peace on earth and to die on her own tanning bed.

Now To

I have been adulating for four days straight now.  Non-stop.  Now to Tulsa . . . * 

You All

Well here's another clue for you all . . . 

As Her

She looked as good and old as her silver Series III XKE.  She stayed at the beach two summers past her prime.  The dogs on the beach would turn and squint their eyes at here when she walked by.  Not everything was as bright as the sun this year.  A few things were, but not everything.

In The

One more arrow in the quiver.

Headed Up

She headed up the nonfiction department in a 1200 square foot office for a somewhat marginal publishing company.  The writers she could handle.  The editors were her karmic debt.

On The Scene

Stay on the scene, like a sex machine.

Four Days Straight

I have been adulting for four days straight now.  Non-stop.

Earnestly

As a young boy he worked earnestly to become a slave to his own desires.

Into

Stop throwing automatic weapons into the Seine.