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"I remember," she said automatically, a sad sort of smile curving her mouth as she remembered the first time she'd said that to him. And then: "I'm the one who said it, so yeah, I definitely remember. I haven't exactly gone senile just yet, Doyle ( Read more... )

Stephen woke with a vague sense of unease on Friday morning. The ceiling of his hut seemed different somehow, and he could hear the sounds of other sleepers' quiet breathing from somewhere nearby. Had he been drugged and kidnapped? Had he "disappeared" from the island and gone to wherever the vanished islanders went? He was certainly not back ( Read more... )

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Sam just blinked as she rattled off a rant full of more invective than he'd really thought possible without using a single curse word; but really, he had to keep reminding himself, this was Cordelia, and he was convinced that as far as knowing her went, he ought to get used to surprises. Especially eloquently vicious ones ( Read more... )