Arch Patton
DOWN IN THE VALLEY
Chapter 12
By James Strauss
Peeling the duct tape from Virginia’s face was like peeling skin from the surface of a Kiwi fruit. Virginia said nothing. Her eyes spoke for her and there was as much warmth in them as there is warmth emanating from the bottom of blue glacier ice.
“Will you stop with these inane observations?” Arch shot back. “insane”
Inane seems to be more apropos. But thanks for being so supportive.
Jim