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Post by Peter Outenstop on Jul 9, 2006 16:34:18 GMT
Chapter one.
He sat hunched over the keyboard with the flickering screen just inches away from his head, now and again he looked up to check what he was writing.
The weather outside had turned, the weather inside was OK, and rain could be heard pelting the glass pane of the window, somewhere in the house a radio was playing, the man raised his head and listened for a few moments, organ music, he remembered listening to this programme when he was just a lad, he smiled ruefully.
The man rested his fingers a while and looked at the screen to check what he had written.
"He sat hunched over the keyboard with the flickering screen just inches away from his head .........."
Chapter one had got off to a good start!
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