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Audrey stood, beckoned to Jocundra, and they all went into the hallway, closing
the door after them. The vibration was cut off. "Squeeze, you might have a point
about the Doc." Richmond shut the piano lid and swiveled around to face the
"Got to make a living somehow when I get out of here. Right?" "I prefer your
poetry." She shut the folder and studied a fray in her skirt. "No money in poetry."
He walked to the desk and stood over her, forcing her to look at him. "Seriously, I'
d like ...
... have hung up. But before I commit . . . excuse me." The hound dog had
wandered into the parking lot of the bar and stood gazing mournfully at Mr.
Brisbeau's tailgate; it snooted at something under the rear tire and walked
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LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - dukedom_enough - www.librarything.com
We've been taught in recent years to think of mindless brain-eaters when we hear the word "zombies". In 1984, Shepard's first novel inverted the stereotype. A secret medical project, hidden in the ... Read full review
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I just don't like zombies, sorry...Not a bad book, sort of reminded me of Shelley's _Frankenstein_. Read full review