Spadina streetcar, eating dried mango
Caucasian woman, mid 20s, with brown hair loosely pulled into a breezy ponytail, wearing jade earrings, pink racer back tank top, black yoga capris, thick wool socks, hiking shoes, and nose ring.
The Gabriel Hounds, Mary Stewart (HarperTorch)
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The bed was made up of Irish linen, yellowish and not very well ironed, and the red honeycomb quilt covered what looked like the hardest and healthiest mattress in the world.
When she came to a homeless man was standing over her, the offer of a loonie extended from his dirty fingers. She’d fallen from her bike; a bad fall. The damn tracks grabbed her tire. Gonna have monsters in the bones for a good long time. But you take this, he said, letting the coin drop awkwardly on to her chest. The coffee shop will let you stay for an hour if you buy a cup.
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I love this — “monsters in the bones”, yoga top, coin on chest — I can feel it all.
Comment left by Rebecca on July 29th, 2008 at 2:41 pm