Sigger.
"No."
"Coca-Cola?"
"No."
"I need to find my horoscope. I can't seem to keep track of anything
anymore." He leaned back in his chair and felt his eyes close. That's
it! he realized. That's why I asked her to my office! I have to find
out if she would...
Somewhere in the pit of Sigger's abdomen, a latent piece of conscience
manifested itself as a stomach cramp. He coughed and patted his belly.
Then something lower than his abdomen began to draw his attention. He
closed his eyes for a moment to clear his mind and focus on the art he
had studied for years. With his intentions firmly aligned within (and
without), Sigger opened his eyes but found himself no longer in his
office but in a basement alcove. Across the room sat a pimply faced
teenager who was scratching his scalp under long strawberry-blond hair.
5. Julia & Cecil the Cat, as mentioned in the title (above)
"I've just one step further
from falling behind."
-- Brandy Daniels, "You"
"Did you ever have one of those days," inquired Julia of her cat,
Cecil, who lay in the crook of her arm and was pushing his head into
the moving fingers of Julia's right hand, "when you think you've
noticed something everyone else has missed?"
Cecil didn't respond directly, but instead rubbed the side of his
cheeks against the spine of "Gravity's Rainbow" which Julia held
lopsidedly in her left.
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