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Monday, March 8th, 2010

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    1:03a
    I leaned my head back against the moss-slimy...
    I leaned my head back against the moss-slimy coral,
    closed my eyes, and reached outI kept reaching
    until I touched something smooth and roundThen
    my first two fingers slipped into an indentation
    that was almost certainly an eyesocketAnd since
    I was sure it had been Adriana's skull Jack had
    crushed -
    All's ending as well as can be at this end of the
    island, I told Nan MeldaAnd this isn't much of a
    grave, but you may not be in it much longer, my
    dear
    "May I keep your bracelets? There might be more to
    doI was afraid I had another thing coming
    "Edgar?" Wireman sounded worried"Who you talking
    to?"
    "The one who really stopped her," I said
    And because the one who really stopped her did not
    tell me she would have her bracelets back, I kept
    them on and began the slow and painful work of
    1085
    getting to gucci men wallet my feetDislodged bone-fragments and
    bits of moss-encrusted ceramic showered down
    around my feetMy left knee - my good one - felt
    swollen and tight against the torn cloth of my
    pantsMy head was throbbing and my chest was on
    fireThe ladder looked at least a mile high, but
    I could see the dark shapes of Jack and Wireman
    hanging over the rim of the cistern, waiting to
    grab me when - if - I managed to haul myself into
    grabbing-range
    I thought: There's a three-quarter moon tonight,
    and I can't see it until I get out of this hole in
    the ground
    xiii
    The moon had risen fat and yellow above the
    eastern horizon, casting its glow on the lush
    jungle growth that overbore the south end of the
    Key and gilding the east side of John Eastlake's
    ruined mansion, where he had once lived with his
    housekeeper and his six cheap replica rolex girls - happily enough, I
    1086
    suppose, before Libbit's tumble from the pony-trap
    changed things
    It also gilded the ancient, coral-encrusted
    skeleton that lay on the mattress of trampled
    vines Jack and Wireman had uprooted to free the
    cistern capLooking at Emery Paulson's remains, a
    snatch of Shakespeare from my high school days
    recurred, and I spoke it aloud: "Full fathom five
    thy father liesthose are pearls that were his
    eyes
    Jack shivered violently, as if stroked by a keen
    wet windHe actually clutched himself
    Wireman bent and picked up one thin, trailing arm
    It snapped in three without a soundEmery Paulson
    had been in the caldo a long, long timeThere was
    a harpoon sticking through the shelly harp of his
    ribsWireman retrieved it now, having to work the
    tip free of the ground in order to take it dior replica handbags back
    "How'd you keep the Twins from Hell off you with
    the spear-pistol unloaded?" I asked
    Wireman jabbed the harpoon in his hand like a
    daggerI grabbed one out of his belt
    and did the sameI don't know how long it would
    have worked over the long haul, though - they were
    like mad dogs
    Wireman replaced the silver-tipped harpoon he'd
    used on Emery in his belt"Speaking of the long
    haul, we might consider another storage container
    for your new dollWhat do you think, Edgar?"
    He was rightSomehow I couldn't imagine Perse
    spending the next eighty years in the barrel of a
    Garrity flashlightI was already wondering how
    thin the shield between the battery case and the
    lens housing might beAnd the rock that had
    fallen out of the cistern wall and cracked the
    Table Whiskey keg: had that been an accidentor
    a final louis vuitton diaper bags victory of mind over matter after years of
    patient work? Perse's version of digging through
    the wall of her cell with a sharpened spoonhandle?
    Still, the flashlight had served its purposeGod
    bless Jack Cantori's practical mindNo - that was
    too chintzy
    "There's a custom silversmith in Sarasota,"
    Wireman said"Mexicano muy talentosoMiss
    Eastlake has - had - a few pieces of his stuffI
    1088
    bet I could commission him to make a watertight
    tube big enough to hold the flashlightThat'd
    give us what insurance companies and football
    coaches call double coverageIt'd be pricey, but
    so what? Barring probate snags, I'm going to be an
    extremely wealthy manCaught a break there,
    muchacho
    "La loterĂ­a," I said, without thinking
    Help me tip Emery into the cisternI really don't want
    to touch it
    "I'll help with Emery," I dior monogram bag sai
    1:03a
    Then my first two fingers slipped into an...
    Then
    my first two fingers slipped into an indentation
    that was almost certainly an eyesocketAnd since
    I was sure it had been Adriana's skull Jack had
    crushed -
    All's ending as well as can be at this end of the
    island, I told Nan MeldaAnd this isn't much of a
    grave, but you may not be in it much longer, my
    dear
    "May I keep your bracelets? There might be more to
    doI was afraid I had another thing coming
    "Edgar?" Wireman sounded worried"Who you talking
    to?"
    "The one who really stopped her," I said
    And because the one who really stopped her did not
    tell me she would have her bracelets back, I kept
    them on and began the slow and painful work of
    1085
    getting to my feetDislodged bone-fragments and
    bits of moss-encrusted ceramic showered down
    around my feetMy left knee - my good one - tiffany heart lock necklace felt
    swollen and tight against the torn cloth of my
    pantsMy head was throbbing and my chest was on
    fireThe ladder looked at least a mile high, but
    I could see the dark shapes of Jack and Wireman
    hanging over the rim of the cistern, waiting to
    grab me when - if - I managed to haul myself into
    grabbing-range
    I thought: There's a three-quarter moon tonight,
    and I can't see it until I get out of this hole in
    the ground
    xiii
    The moon had risen fat and yellow above the
    eastern horizon, casting its glow on the lush
    jungle growth that overbore the south end of the
    Key and gilding the east side of John Eastlake's
    ruined mansion, where he had once lived with his
    housekeeper and his six girls - happily enough, I
    1086
    suppose, before Libbit's tumble from the pony-trap
    changed things
    It also white leather chanel handbag gilded the ancient, coral-encrusted
    skeleton that lay on the mattress of trampled
    vines Jack and Wireman had uprooted to free the
    cistern capLooking at Emery Paulson's remains, a
    snatch of Shakespeare from my high school days
    recurred, and I spoke it aloud: "Full fathom five
    thy father liesthose are pearls that were his
    eyes
    Jack shivered violently, as if stroked by a keen
    wet windHe actually clutched himself
    Wireman bent and picked up one thin, trailing arm
    It snapped in three without a soundEmery Paulson
    had been in the caldo a long, long timeThere was
    a harpoon sticking through the shelly harp of his
    ribsWireman retrieved it now, having to work the
    tip free of the ground in order to take it back
    "How'd you keep the Twins from Hell off you with
    the spear-pistol unloaded?" I chloe bag white leather padlock asked
    Wireman jabbed the harpoon in his hand like a
    daggerI grabbed one out of his belt
    and did the sameI don't know how long it would
    have worked over the long haul, though - they were
    like mad dogs
    Wireman replaced the silver-tipped harpoon he'd
    used on Emery in his belt"Speaking of the long
    haul, we might consider another storage container
    for your new dollWhat do you think, Edgar?"
    He was rightSomehow I couldn't imagine Perse
    spending the next eighty years in the barrel of a
    Garrity flashlightI was already wondering how
    thin the shield between the battery case and the
    lens housing might beAnd the rock that had
    fallen out of the cistern wall and cracked the
    Table Whiskey keg: had that been an accidentor
    a final victory of mind over matter after years of
    patient work? Perse's version louis vuitton diaper bags of digging through
    the wall of her cell with a sharpened spoonhandle?
    Still, the flashlight had served its purposeGod
    bless Jack Cantori's practical mindNo - that was
    too chintzy
    "There's a custom silversmith in Sarasota,"
    Wireman said"Mexicano muy talentosoMiss
    Eastlake has - had - a few pieces of his stuffI
    1088
    bet I could commission him to make a watertight
    tube big enough to hold the flashlightThat'd
    give us what insurance companies and football
    coaches call double coverageIt'd be pricey, but
    so what? Barring probate snags, I'm going to be an
    extremely wealthy manCaught a break there,
    muchacho
    "La loterĂ­a," I said, without thinking
    Help me tip Emery into the cisternI really don't want
    to touch it
    "I'll help with Emery," I said"You hold onto the
    flashlightWireman? Let's do chanel tote t

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