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The Pulpit
Facing The Enemy  CHAPTER TWO
I looked straight up, before my eyes The tempest parted wide  I pointed to the patch of stars, Each one, a beacon, bright....
D  eep night at the Tijuana beach house. Waves lap in the darkness, foam-fans patterning in the light of a waning Moon, a ...
Skyeyes down his cheeks are.    Don   t let them  Don   t     Tom runs in and embraces his son, holding him close and rock...
Facing the Enemy Tom tosses, rolling back and forth in the throes of a nightmare. A thin dusting of night snowfall covers ...
Skyeyes Kirshner stares at a screen displaying data in scroll movements. It   s the only illumination in the room, casting...
Facing the Enemy moving on land, and snatches the phone from its cradle.    What     Sam looks around as the world begins ...
Skyeyes do is let go of the tiller and drift. Francine spends endless days watching those waves, at times crashing on the ...
Facing the Enemy and sorrowful blue eyes.    I guess we blamed each other,    she says.    Or ourselves. What   s the diff...
Skyeyes    For crying out loud, Doctor K.,    he says, catching his breath,    what in tarnation is this about        Come...
Facing the Enemy Kirshner leads Sam to a door across the room and pulls it open, revealing a dark, wide stairway turning d...
Skyeyes nerves arc out in the form of misdirected anger.    Are you going to tell me what   s going on or do I have to str...
Facing the Enemy expanding cloud appears a black tip, then, foot by foot, the remainder of the rocket. By this time the ca...