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...think, Felicity raised her hand and slapped him hard across the face. He didn’t move. Her diamond ring had left a thin scratch across his cheekbone. With complete control, The Stable Boy grabbed her wrists and pushed her against the wall, her arms above her head.Her chest strained against the wet, almost transparent fabric of her dress. “Someone will see,” she gasped.“Let them see,” he whispered huskily in her ear.Still holding her pinned with one hand, he slid his other hand beneath her petticoats...
...Angeles institutions go, perhaps only the Lakers inspire as much passionate debate and chest-thumping as the humble taco truck: "My corner carne asada is better than yours, amigo!" Unlike the Lakers, however, you don't have to be Jack Nicholson to afford the top-of-the-line taco truck experience. Gobbling oniony beef tacos as you rest your paper plate on your car hood and watch the sun set over the freeway traffic will set you back about $3. It is an evening of fine dining accessible to any college student, construction worker or unemployed actor...
...morning and goes downstairs to read the newspaper. I scrunch deeper under the comforter, squeezing out more dreams. Until a few months ago, my three-pound boy dog would dance on my face to waken me. Now his two-pound sister, who is also bereft, lies quietly on my chest. If I don't stir, she licks my nostrils as gentle reveille...
...their army drill. Some, like Sals, a 24 year-old who said he joined the LRA in 1995, stayed long enough for a chat. "There are many bad things this government has done - that is why we are fighting them," he said, holding his AK-47 close to his chest. "But we are talking now," he added with a smile. "I will go back to Uganda when this war is finished. I will join the army - I will continue to defend my country." Then, the rebel in charge, identified not by his uniform - a Hawaiian shirt - but by the satellite...
Very early on the morning of June 30, 1860, a murder took place at an English country house called Road Hill. The owner's son Saville Kent, 3, was gently, silently lifted from his bed. His assailant suffocated him, stabbed him in the chest, cut his throat and finally dropped him head-down through a hole in the servants' outhouse. His body was found later that day. In the months that followed, the Road Hill House murder became a national obsession. It seemed to reveal some sick secret truth lurking in the hushed, upholstered heart of the Victorian household; Wilkie...