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“Have you ever seen a squonk’s tears? Well, look at mine,” Harrison belted out the Steely Dan lyric. Music waltzed around Harrison’s sunny studio. He stepped back from the nearly finished bust. With a clay covered hand, Harrison stroked his graying beard. He looked from the police artist sketch to the e-fit back to his
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“We’re a nice town, the type of place where everyone knows everyone,” said Sheriff Tank Adolphus. “Nothing ever happened here. Nothing until the outsiders came.” Agent Tess Morganna turned from the view outside the passenger window and gave the policeman serious side eye. “Don’t give me that look. You think I’m being racist. I’m not
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Born in a fine red brick house in the right part of townher father’s hands still rough from hard laborBehind the lace curtains of his bow front windowsher father’s hands folded in a well tailored suitShe learned to be a good daughter a leading light in all of the colored ladies clubshis smooth hand grazed
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Noelle had decked the halls with boughs of holly and now she just wanted fa la la la into a wine glass and a hot bath. Instead of a ratty bathrobe and Forensic Files, Noelle was at Frosty’s Bar &Grill with a pitcher of cheap beer and stale popcorn. It was JoJo’s going away party.