Book Excerpt for the Day

    “Will you still find me desirable when I’m bloated like a puffer fish?” Tilda asked, smiling at Zeb in the mirror.

    “Of course, for my love for you knows no bounds,” Zeb said solemnly.  “How about you?  Once I am old and bald, back bent, knees shot…”

    “Your knees are already shot.”

    “…gray hair in my ears, arches fallen…”

    Tilda rolled down her blouse and turned to Zeb with a swirl in her long dress.

    “Oh gods, no.  I’m bolting the moment the ear-hair shows up.”

    (from The Channel War,  by M. Edward McNally)

    9*/10.  The full review is here.
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