Friday, December 12, 2008

Frida Kahlo Diego and I painting

Frida Kahlo Diego and I paintingDouglas Hofmann Model paintingDouglas Hofmann Jessica painting
Under a weight of weariness, Ethan had slouched in the corner of the pew. Now he sat up straight. “What’s their ?”“That’s not clear. Reynerd has lots of handwritten notes in the margin, trying to figure that out. Anyway, sort of to prove to each other that they’ve got the guts to do this, each agrees to give the other guy on Ethan, [243] but he knew this vertigo was caused less by the Scotch than by these latest weird revelations. “What kind of idiot does these things, then writes them up in a screenplay?”“An arrogant idiot actor. Don’t tell me you think he’s unique.”“And who did the professor want Reynerd to kill?”the name of someone to kill before they do the movie star together. The actor wants the professor to kill his mother.”“Why’s this sound so Hitchcock?” Ethan wondered.“It’s sort of like his old film, Strangers on a Train. The idea is by swapping killings, each guy can have a perfect alibi for the murder he might otherwise be convicted of.”“Let me guess. Reynerd’s mother was actually murdered.”“Four months ago,” Hazard confirmed. “On a night when her son had an alibi more airtight than a space-shuttle window.”The church seemed to turn at a lazy six or eight revolutions per minute, as if the Scotch might be having a delayed effect

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