Saturday, September 23, 2006
"If you don't shut up, they will FIND US!" the leader whispered. "Who?" the new guy asked. "Who will find us?" The others stared ahead grimly. "The women," one of them finally said. "The women will find us."
Friday, September 22, 2006
Rosa Marquez was stabbed to death last night in Central Park. Dozens of people heard her cries; not one offered her aid.
Thursday, September 21, 2006
"Oh, and Leslie? I've pretty much forgotten about having sex," Jason said as the waitress brought them two more mimosas. "These days I'm lucky if Trevor even gives me so much as a 'Good night' before passing out."
Wednesday, September 20, 2006
The Duke raised an eyebrow. "Ahh, my old nemesis," he whispered, his pulse racing. "Tonight there shall be no escaping my grasp!"
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
Marissa had been with a couple before, but...she wasn't sure about this. Sergio and Julie smiled at her reassuringly. "Don't worry, sweetie," Sergio said. "He's just going to watch."
Monday, September 18, 2006
"Well, what does that mean?" Mr. Bates asked his wife. "I don't know," she replied. "I said, 'Megan, will you be home before it gets dark out?' and she just laughed."
Sunday, September 17, 2006
Marge had hoped the Corona would ease her breakup. But no matter how much she drank, something would inevitably bring back memories of Paula.