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		<title>Chapter Eight &#8211; Part 3</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Monday, October 25, 03:16 PM Once the police and the crowd pushed him away from the scene, Elroy crossed the street to the McDonald’s parking lot across from the High School. He figured he had seen all the interesting stuff already. The flare of the girl’s aura still burned in his mind’s eye, brighter than [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Chapter Eight &#8211; Part 2</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Monday, October 25, Continued Chuck had pulled her into the fire‑stairs.  The door next to them was thick steel, tagged with the sign, “Emergency Exit Only.”  The walls were dirty white-washed cinder-block, the floor damp gray concrete.  The stairs went down to the tunnels that connected the basement locker‑rooms to the pool and the gym.  [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Chapter Eight &#8211; Part 1</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Monday, October 25, 03:16 PM Allison felt better than usual when the last bell rang on Monday.  Despite her preoccupation over the weekend, her obsessive streak had managed to pull some of her classes out of the gutter.  Even Mr. Franklin, her physics teacher, smiled at her as she filed out of his class. She [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sandrewswann.com/blog/2011/12/chapter-eight-part-1.html</link>
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		<title>Chapter Seven &#8211; Part 4</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Sunday, October 24, 11:23 AM Elroy tried not to look like he was paying attention as the grown-ups bickered. He watched his iPod intently as he flung little cartoon birds at little cartoon pigs, but he kept watching them out of the corner of his eye. The way the colors shifted around them, especially when [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sandrewswann.com/blog/2011/12/chapter-seven-part-4.html</link>
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		<title>Chapter Seven &#8211; Part 3</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Sunday, October 24, Continued “I was discussing my career opportunities with Taz here, he thinks I might have a future as a cartoon.”  Allison unchained the door and let Macy in.  “Enjoy the movie?” Macy shrugged.  “Just another of Ben’s action flicks.” Allison sat on the sofa and perched Taz on the coffee table on [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sandrewswann.com/blog/2011/12/chapter-seven-part-3.html</link>
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		<title>Chapter Seven &#8211; Part 2</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Sunday, October 24, Continued As she put her room back in order, she thought, maybe that was it.  The worst for last. She hoped that was right.  The headaches, up to last night, had been growing less frequent.  Maybe they would finally come to a stop.You’re kidding yourself, Allison thought.  Things are not going to [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sandrewswann.com/blog/2011/12/chapter-seven-part-2.html</link>
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		<title>Chapter Seven &#8211; Part 1</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Sunday, October 24, 07:52 AM Allison woke with the hazy memory of agony and the dull ache of faded cramps in her arms.  She didn’t to move, or open her eyes— she barely breathed, for fear of triggering the pain again. Eventually the need to be clean again won over the fear. The sheets were [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sandrewswann.com/blog/2011/11/chapter-seven-part-1.html</link>
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		<title>Chapter Six &#8211; Part 4</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Sunday October 24, Continued The sky was just lightening by the time Chuck walked out on to the streets of Little Italy.  He had gotten himself thoroughly lost within the boundaries of University Hospitals and Case Western Reserve University.  In a way, that was good, since three minutes after he’d found his way out of [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sandrewswann.com/blog/2011/11/chapter-six-part-4.html</link>
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		<title>Chapter Six &#8211; Part 3</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Sunday October 24, Continued Chuck turned to see the cop at the other end of the corridor, a cup of machine coffee in his hand, arms held wide.  “It’s all right, Charlie.”  Said the cop in what was supposed to be a reassuring voice. Chuck looked back, and saw the nurse looking at the cop.  [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sandrewswann.com/blog/2011/11/chapter-six-part-3.html</link>
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		<title>Chapter Six &#8211; Part 2</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Sunday October 24, Continued Chuck saw the cop’s hat and thought, Fuck and double fuck. Whoever the Eagle dude was, the bastard had to be the fed the cop was talking about.  And if Chuck didn’t want to meet up with the guy, he had to get off this stretcher before the cop came back. [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sandrewswann.com/blog/2011/11/chapter-six-part-2.html</link>
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		<title>Chapter Six &#8211; Part 1</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Sunday, October 24, 12:03 AM Chuck Wilson’s first conscious thoughts weren’t his own. «fucking doctor should be here by now.  fuck they want me to bleed to death? fuck.» «“It’ll be all right honey god let her be all right The doctor will give you something to make it all better is it strep, please [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sandrewswann.com/blog/2011/11/chapter-six-part-1.html</link>
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		<title>Chapter Five &#8211; Part 7</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Saturday, October 23, Continued Elroy stood next to a gray van parked about a block from the main Euclid Heights Library. He watched intently as an ambulance pulled up to the front of the building to retrieve the injured Charlie Wilson. There wasn’t anything particularly remarkable about Elroy. He appeared like a typical twelve-year old [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sandrewswann.com/blog/2011/10/chapter-five-part-7.html</link>
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		<title>Chapter Five – Part 6</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Saturday, October 23, Continued Chuck froze for a few long seconds before he registered what had happened.&#160; He had actually gotten to apologizing to the bitch, and he had never apologized to anyone in his fucking life— And, goddamn it all, it wasn’t enough. He stood at the top of the library stairs, looking at [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sandrewswann.com/blog/2011/10/chapter-5-part-6.html</link>
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		<title>Chapter Five &#8211; Part 5</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Saturday, October 23, Continued Allison wanted to run away as fast as she could.&#160; Instead, she found herself walking back toward the library steps.&#160; The walk was endless.&#160; Chuck made no move to meet her halfway.&#160; He stood at the top of the steps waving her notebook as if using a treat to entice a [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sandrewswann.com/blog/2011/10/chapter-five-part-5.html</link>
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		<title>Chapter Five &#8211; Part 4</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Saturday, October 23, Continued In the bathroom, Allison blew her nose into a wad of coarse toilet paper.  Then she tried to reclaim some of her face from the ravages of her emotions.  She wished she was more into makeup right now.  If she had some with her she could cover some of the effects [...]]]></description>
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