Harlan Ellison. Sitting overbeefsteak tomatoes and the thickest imported Roquefort dressing in the Known World, Valerie startedwhipping numbers on me like this: “I’ve always had a special affection for you. She's a Christian witch for heaven's sake, a Follower of the Way. I won't share Jean-Claude with another woman, and definitely not with a man.
To know it in that most peculiar of fashions: not as aunified whole, as a superimposed something on the image of now, but in bits and snatches, in fits andstarts. Bobby Lee grinned at me, and he and Claudia and about half a dozen others moved towards Musette. I didn't want to hear those words. They'd switched so the blond was driving.
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