Alex, Marilyn and Skip came bopping up the street and into the Java Jungle. It was about 7 PM as I stood in the bookstore with a copy of War Of The Worlds in my hand. That's the way I felt. I was living in two worlds that were now warring with each other. I had given up this life and yet, there I was, back to tailing people and getting shot at and beaten up and God only knew what else was to come. I don't think that's what Mr. Wells had in mind, but it fit my situation...
Christopher over 7 years ago
Fasten your seat belt, Drew! It may be a bumpy ride!