... how am i supposed to go on now ? '' charles softly whispered as the last tears rolled from his eyes . as he left the graveyard , he pulled out his cell phone , he dialed edgar 's number , the phone rang for a few seconds , '' hello , is that you charles ? '' '' i do n't want to go home tonight , what are you doing , how about a drink what do you say
edgar

... wim , what about catherine alexander ? ... wim ? w : oh , her . she wo n't be working there anymore . a : what do you mean ? w : she 's going to be murdered . a : what ? why do you say that ? w : she told me . a : catherine told you she 's going to be
murdered

when i had told the ucd student that half of my english major buddies were corporate writers , i really meant me . that 's what broke me . i could never figure out what the dyna-plex corporation 's business consisted of , i.e. , i was n't sure how they made money . none of the executives i interviewed seemed to know
either