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Tag: Milo
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Train Games (259|30)
“This is our hideout!” Maggie declared, with her hand on the sliding door. It had a single round window with a blue curtain drawn across it.…
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Ring-Ring (258|29)
Sanaam Sadiq was holding two lengths of intimidating black-and-orange extension cord in his large hands, which barely reached each other even so, and waiting for some…
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The Day Clerk’s Tale (255|26)
“And so we see,” Maggie said, demonstrating, “the rabbit goes through the hole and around both trees several times! We are, of course, looking for a…
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Night and Day (254|25)
The General was slightly put out that her daughter was pointing and laughing at a man with a gun, no matter how ridiculous. “Magnificent, I have…
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La Goualante du Pauvre John (253|24)
The fat girl with the pink spider hairstyle returned shortly before dawn, toting a largish painting in a gold frame. Andrej peered at it curiously, but…
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Peanut Butter Bubblegum (247|18)
“That was Maggie,” John said. David sighed. He didn’t like to contradict; all of that upsetting massacre business happened over two weeks ago, but it still…
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Gumshoes! (240|11)
Dear Cryptic Son of a Bitch, wrote Maggie. She shook her head and erased it. Dear ASSHOLE. She sighed and erased that too. They were going…
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A Funny Sort of Day (239|10)
Dear Erik, wrote Ann. How are you? We miss you very much, but… She looked up and over her shoulder, wincing. “Maggie, sweetheart, are you sure…
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Allegretto non Troppo (237|8)
Ann paused, blinking, and put down what she had to assume was the Arts and Leisure section of the paper. It was impossible to read, of…
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Les Imbeciles Abroad (236|7)
The insane blonde woman in the puffy red coat scurried into the lobby like a squirrel investigating a bird feeder, sniffing and startling at every step,…
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Meet the Roll-A-Dance (X-1)
“So, Erik, how old are you going to be tomorrow? Thirty? Thirty-five?” He snickered. “Twelve, Auntie Hyacinth.” She grinned at him. “Yeah, about what I figured.…
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Take a Bow (229)
Erik was standing in the front room and clutching a violin, surrounded by haphazard decorations of coloured paper, glowing magic, and Barnaby’s paint splats on the…
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Milo and Calliope Don’t Get Married (228)
Milo was balancing a tray with a plate, a mug of tea, a soda bottle with a flower in it and an actual soda bottle. They…
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The 41-Year-Old Sailor (227)
Sanaam walked slowly up the cobbled street. He’d wanted to be home so badly that Bill had stayed up with him the past five nights, watching…
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Scenes from an Art Show (220)
At the Table Milo noted Polyhymnia’s husband holding one of the tiny plates near the free food and frowning. He had to assume Hector needed some…
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