On our drive home from Tunguska, The Kraken seemed content to drink his tea and read his newspaper -- I think it was a back-issue of The Literary Gazette.
She locked the front door and stopped - the keys felt heavy in her hand - this was the irrevocable moment; she opened the mail slot and let go of the keys.
He came close to saying that if the first line was 'one' and the last line 'three' then this might be far too short for a novel, but then suddenly he realised what their journey had been four.
@petewxyzsaid He came close to saying that if the first line was 'one' and the last line 'three' then this might be far too short for a novel, but then suddenly he realised what their journey had been four.