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He filled up his flask perfectly, without spilling a single drop of single malt scotch. Taking out his pipe, he sniffed it, inhaling the heady odors of excellent tobacco, then put it away. He was ready for whatever he might face today. He was a man.
» Posted By M. Lawrence Key On 01.07.2011 @ 7:35 pm
“I am certain of this,” he said. “That nothing is truly certain. Not out here, anyway.” He exhaled slowly, letting his breath fog up the thick transplex of the viewing dome. Outside, the deadly beauty of space spread as far as his eyes could see, defeating the imagination utterly.
» Posted By M. Lawrence Key On 11.12.2010 @ 6:53 am
Helping others is the foundation of my life. I don’t live for myself, but I live to help others, to lend a helping hand. That is the teaching of my Master, and I know that it’s the only real way to live. The only way to save my life is to give it away. It’s paradoxical, I know, but once you try it out, you’ll see that it works and it’s real.
» Posted By M. Lawrence Key On 11.11.2010 @ 6:51 am
It was an average day. Coffee in the morning, with a doughnut on a white paper napkin to one side. Newspaper on the table in front of him, headlines barely glanced at. He didn’t really care about the news, but it was part of his routine.
» Posted By M. Lawrence Key On 11.10.2010 @ 5:59 am
He was an average man. Average height, average weight, average looks. You might pass him on the street and never notice. That was what kept him from being caught for so long. He kept all of his treasures in his basement, hanging there on meat hooks and was never suspected–precisely because he was average.
» Posted By M. Lawrence Key On 11.09.2010 @ 12:11 pm
The man sighed and put one gnarled finger to save his place. The afternoon sun slanted in through the window, illuminating dust motes in their eternal dance and setting the mahogany paneling ablaze. The tea in his nearby cup had long ago gone cold. He glanced down at the printed page before him. A world beckoned. He smiled, and bent once more to read.
» Posted By M. Lawrence Key On 11.08.2010 @ 4:32 am
“I’m going to make you an offer you can’t refuse,” the lineman said. He shifted his 350-pound bulk to the right and adjusted his helmet. “Get out of my way. Or else.”
I began to consider the logic of his request.
» Posted By M. Lawrence Key On 05.13.2009 @ 5:34 am
He clutched his passport in one hand and shoved his way to the front of the line of shouting passengers.
“I demand to be let on this flight!” he said to the harried-looking flight attendant standing near the door. “You can’t keep me from boarding this plane!”
“Watch me,” the attendant said.
» Posted By M. Lawrence Key On 04.16.2009 @ 6:12 pm
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The battery of guns sounded their fusillade, a crumpling sound under the muffling effect of the downpour. Before their onslaught, young men fell like dandelions before the scythe, their lives snuffed out by lead and steel.
» Posted By M. Lawrence Key On 04.09.2009 @ 10:19 pm