I don't mean to nag or whine, Lynn, but you did tell us you'd be giving us the occasional heads up about Haunting Eden. peep After a month of slow agony, i'm gonna beg you to throw a cookie or a crumb our way! Otherwise it is cruel, is what it is! We're dying, Lynn!
Just a cookie, O Mother Hubbard?
Forlorn and feeling abandoned,
Hasini. frown

“Is he dead, Lois?”

“No! But I was really mad and I wanted to kick him between the legs and pull his nose off and put out his eyes with a freshly sharpened pencil and disembowel him with a dull letter opener and strangle him with his own intestines but I stopped myself just in time!”
- Further Down The Road by Terry Leatherwood.