I'm off for a mini-vacation today, sort of, as part of a kind of work trip, so yay! Wish me luck. :D

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It was when Jin Craig told the police that the Andrews' had never arrived at her house that Michael knew she had killed them.

He waited for days, not leaving the house, looking up every scrap of news footage he could ( Read more... )

Perfect or not, John and Marsha had succeeded in raising two boys to adulthood, and so they had begun to talk about enriching the rest of their lives. John was a good chef, and Marsha was good with money, so it seemed natural that they should open their own restaurant.

Michael and Butch watched with affectionate amusement as their parents darted in ( Read more... )

Michael Andrews had never been a particularly happy boy. Unusually serious and sensitive, he was usually the wallflower one can find at any party, the boy who seeks out the corner of any given room and does his best to blend in with the fading plaster of the wall behind him ( Read more... )