The Life Of Reilly
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“I TAKE IT YOU weren’t satisfied to be quantum con- sciousness dispersed through eleven dimensions?â€
Lynn Reilly stood in the living room of her little bungalow, the tropical breeze of Treasure Island blowing through open windows and screened doors. The furnishings, though sparse, were wicker with brightly colored pillows. Curtains matching the pillow covers—which Lynn had made herself— tossed gently in the breeze.
It should have been an idyllic evening scene: tropical breeze perfumed by exotic flowers, the sound of the surf in the distance, the sun settling low in the sky and casting a golden glow everywhere it touched.
Should have been being the operative phrase. Lynn had forgotten all that beauty because she was standing in the doorway of the room staring at her Aunt Delphine.
Delphine looked pretty darn good. As if she’d had a face lift. Nothing exaggerated, just enough to take a few years off. Her sk ... read full excerpt from The Life of Reilly ebook
