Juliette Rose Considers Her Options

“I can’t go in front of a judge and ask for an injunction on the basis of something Robert heard in the woods,” Roger was saying to an exasperated Juliette Rose. “We have to have something concrete, some kind of proof.”
“Like what?” DJ asked before Juliette could explode.
“Almost anything that would support what Robert says.  [...]

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The Dancing Vampire Questions Her Oomph

Mave was profoundly confused, her emotions in upheaval, her mind in a whirl.  For a while she considered the possibility that she was actually sick with some kind of stomach flu because it seemed so tight and empty and she couldn’t eat.  Then she thought it might be a mild heart attack because it was [...]

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An Informer

“It’s Don Nelson, I bet,” Juliette said. “He’s always been in favor of the road. Thinks it would be good for business, good for Wilbur’s tax base. And he gives a lot of money to those pricks.”
“If it is, he’s telling them right now that we know about the plant,” Roger said. [...]

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Working the Phone Tree

Meanwhile, news about the chemical plant was spreading across Wilbur like mosquitoes in May. Roger, Juliette Rose, and even Robert took turns on the phone calling everyone they knew, and those people called everyone they knew, and on it went until only a tiny fraction of Wilbur’s 700-odd residents were unaware of the sneaky [...]

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The Fecal Matter Assaults the Air Circulation Device

Once they got inside, Mave flattered Roger beyond the bounds of wishful thinking, passing into the realm of absurdity at the twenty minute mark.  For the most part DJ was amused but every once in a while her forehead crinkled and she frowned slightly in a way that Roger might have found sobering had he [...]

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The Chemical Plant

Through the branches of his bush he could see three men, two dressed inappropriately in suits and hard-soled shoes, the other in sensible boots and a plaid shirt.  The tallest and oldest of the suits seemed to be in charge.
“Christ, it’s filthy out here.  Look at my pants.  What are those things?”
“Burrs,” said the plaid [...]

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Robert Muses As Best He Can

Robert skipped the meeting.  Juliette Rose would tell him what to do, and anyway he never understood that legal and strategy stuff.  That was Juliette’s territory and she was welcome to it as far as Robert was concerned.
The fact was that he didn’t care about the road that everybody else was so up-in-arms about.  They [...]

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DJ Meets Robert in the Kitchen

“Something wrong?” DJ asked Robert as Juliette Rose tore new ruts in the dirt road on her way out.
“No.  Nothing at all.  Everything’s…perfect.”
“She’s not angry?  She looked angry.”
“Oh, her?  She always looks like that.  She came to see Roger and Roger isn’t here.  She doesn’t like it when she can’t get what she wants as [...]

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A Cloud of Dust

“I don’t think we’ll wait,” Juliette said when DJ reappeared in tight jeans and a t-shirt that said “Kiss me quick before I change my mind”.  She looked a lot better in clothes, Juliette thought.  Less…beefy.  A bulge in her towel had suggested an element of portliness that the t-shirt showed to have been an [...]

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DJ

When DJ (which stands for Diana Jean, probably the last time you will hear either of those names here) had appeared from the bedroom wrapped in a towel that was almost too short on the bottom and definitely didn’t go up high enough on top, everything in his brain had shut down except the visual [...]

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