tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7004288060867455452.post6588029946374671835..comments2024-02-28T03:20:21.367-08:00Comments on Deborah Lawrenson: The Scent of Night, a short storyDeborah Lawrensonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16882043247450468229noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7004288060867455452.post-25867239276551103362016-10-15T02:29:57.636-07:002016-10-15T02:29:57.636-07:00Hello BU! Glad it raised a smile. Yes, a few detai...Hello BU! Glad it raised a smile. Yes, a few details may have been drawn from life...greatly embellished (and relished) in the retelling. ;P Deborah Lawrensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16882043247450468229noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7004288060867455452.post-82247338087414131072016-10-09T12:06:52.279-07:002016-10-09T12:06:52.279-07:00"He was still a sheeted walrus on the bed.&qu..."He was still a sheeted walrus on the bed."<br /><br />"She seemed to exist on hot water and slices of lemon."<br /><br />"But when the bill came and Simon tried to pay, his credit card was refused and it was John who settled up."<br /><br />Brilliant Deborah, thank you for posting this wonderful read. I have a feeling it might be based a bit on actual experience 😊Bunched Undieshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00589746855961811179noreply@blogger.com