Saturday, January 20, 2007

170/365 Roy

Roy rakes his fingers through his gray buzz-cut hair (a reflex to quiet billions of neurons now firing in his brain) while his rich, lived-largely-abroad life flashes before his eyes. Then--trained to think quickly--answers, “No, not a spy. An intelligence officer.”

2 Comments:

Blogger Helen said...

Too funny.

Were you on sabbatical?

12:18 PM  
Blogger Indigo Bunting said...

Ohmigoodness, you're back! Am I ever excited (but it took me a few days to find out!).

This post is wonderful.

7:36 AM  

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