HE WAS NAKED IN A STRANGE BED, one of those beds that stands in a closet all day, like a bad child.
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HE WAS NAKED IN A STRANGE BED, one of those beds that stands in a closet all day, like a bad child.
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"C'mon, Vanessa. It might not be that bad."
One day in 1963, I stopped in a drugstore on my way home from high school (at that point in time, spinner racks full of mass market paperbacks in drugstores were one of the few places in our town where books were available; there was no actual bookstore), and spotted on the rack an anthology called The Unknown, edited by D.R. Bensen.
From the Introduction by Gardner Dozois
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Everyone loves to read about a princess trapped in a tower, waiting for her prince to come save her. Well, everyone but me, I guess.
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“TEN. That‘s how many bullet holes I counted puncturing the rusted brown Bardell County highway sign.”
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“She felt their eyes, all those executioners.”
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“WHEN I first set eyes on Evelyn Barton-Forbes she was walking the streets of Rome— ...“