Concentricity … 16

Ch 16 ~  In space, do we hear pieces of the self — indeed, the entire self – rejoicing?
They had first seen each other from across a crowded room.  It was the way of an old world movie.  It was the way laid out within an old world romantic song or an exquisitely beautiful poem that [...]

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Concentricity … 15

Ch 15 ~ Irrational Rationality one of any Possible Paths to Building a Mystery
Making sense is not always a linear thing.  It often defies logic.
“What else do you see,” Forge nearly whispered.  Pat had long since buzzed away and had set herself back on track to masterfully whirl around the tables in her station taking orders left [...]

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Concentricity … 14

Ch 14 ~ “I made a note to self on a piece of paper and I can’t remember where it is or what it said  — have you ever done such a thing?”
Continued
“It’s a funny thing…as a kid, I was always the king of ‘why’.  Back in the days before dirt was discovered,” he clarified.  For some [...]

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Concentricity … 13

Ch 13 ~ I believe I can fly
“Imagine, Luke Grady.  Imagine this.  And it isn’t a dream,” he paused, looked at his friend with a glint of joy in his smile before he continued forward, in actions and in words.  “Imagine that you can fly.”  
He lifted up into the air as if an invisible and massive [...]

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Concentricity … 12

Ch 12 ~ In Space, Do they hear traces of the self screaming?
Some people – the very few who knew him – thought him to be an alien.   Not that he looked odd.  But he definitely behaved in a manner that some people, the very few who might have known of him at one time [...]

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Concentricity … 11

Ch 11 ~ When you read something that just makes you say:  “…Wow…”
“…Wow…” Emily muttered because it was more than a little bit odd what had just happened.  She turned around quickly, eyeing the good looking very generously kind and calm redheaded young man with a laptop…a laptop that sat on the restaruant table more [...]

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Concentricity … 10

Ch 10 ~ Whispers from the Sounds in Silence
Some people – the very few who knew him – thought him to be an alien.   Not that he looked odd.  But he definitely behaved in a manner that some people, the very few who might have known of him at one time (not many people knew [...]

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Concentricity … 9

Ch 9 ~ The Inner Eye
Emily had given herself a reprieve.  She had excused herself from the booth at a critical moment, she was sure.  But it couldn’t be helped.  Her biological system couldn’t be put on hold after a gazillion cups of coffee.  Much to Forge’s unspoken displeasure (although how could he argue with [...]

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Concentricity … 8

Ch 8 ~ Down the Rabbit Hole
For all she knew, the young romantic couple had sat at their table with their cell phones glued to their ears and with their free hands intertwined for quite a while.  Possibly close to a half an hour already or more.  Emily had lost track of time, not an unreasonable thing for her particularly [...]

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Concentricity … 7

Ch 7 ~ “How many words do you see a day?”  asked and answered by the Utne Reader and a few others (links embedded within the link to the Utne Reader)
Miles Thomas Brown was something of a genuis by far and away more than his employer Forge Myers.   And the redheaded young fellow with the laptop was every bit as [...]

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