![]() This had sent Mia into a dreamy, pleasantly meditative state for days. McAfee helped bounce a radio signal off the moon. In January, they’d heard how mathematician Dr. She missed the days of cuddling on the couch with Cap, listening to the news at a much lower decibel, and discussing, afterward, what a strange and marvelous century this was. ![]() They were cacophonous, insistent, and utterly uninterruptible. And when the radio wasn’t playing, Cap related all the latest episodes to her in relentless detail.Įven as she prepared dinner in the kitchen, her cat and dog rubbing against her legs-they could feel her need for comfort-she could hear the indefatigable voices of heroes and villains blaring in the garage. If it wasn’t The Shadow, it was Red Ryder or (gods help her) Terry and the Pirates. If it wasn’t Sam Spade, it was The Shadow. The radio was playing in the garage again.
0 Comments
Leave a Reply. |
AuthorWrite something about yourself. No need to be fancy, just an overview. ArchivesCategories |