Contributor: Gary Clifton
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She sat at the computer, poking into genealogy.
"That's similar to experimenting with anthrax," I said. "The dead are dead. Oughta leave 'em there."
"Good God," she rushed into the bedroom. "We're figgin' cousins."
"This mean no more sex?"
"Oh, hell dude, don't get too carried away."
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Gary Clifton, forty years a cop, published a novel in national paperback and has published or has pending articles in several online magazine sites
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She sat at the computer, poking into genealogy.
"That's similar to experimenting with anthrax," I said. "The dead are dead. Oughta leave 'em there."
"Good God," she rushed into the bedroom. "We're figgin' cousins."
"This mean no more sex?"
"Oh, hell dude, don't get too carried away."
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Gary Clifton, forty years a cop, published a novel in national paperback and has published or has pending articles in several online magazine sites
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