Thursday by Thomas Scofield
He was prepared for the betrayal. He was prepared for the hot sting of leather as the reins cracked across his face. What he was not prepared for was the way the anger held him motionless, frozen like a statue. His father mistook it for fear.
His father was wrong.
Thomas Scofield is a graduate of Yale University. He studied Shakespeare in Stratford-upon-Avon, acted in New York City and has spent the last five years trading lines for lucre. His drink of choice is Irish Cider and he likes mashed potatoes on his pizza. He currently lives with his partner across from an historic park, which is excellent, as he loves trees. http://www.thomasscofield.com.
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11-15-09 Forgetting The Tides
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