He stared at the paper until the lines of script began to
wiggle before his eyes, pain surging from the part of his hair to his
toenails. He knew he looked a fool with his mouth open, but if he was
going to breathe again, the happenstance of his jaw having gone slack
might help him drag in some air, if he could remember how that was done.
~~~
Do you suppose Bill Henry's had some bad news?
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