Suggested changes: {before : after}
On Fri, 20 Dec 2002 22:23:31 -0600 GL Sandborn <sandborn@kc.rr.com> wrote:
"Just got the final toxicology report." In the dim light of
University Memorial Hospital's ICU ward, two doctors were interrupted
in their deliberations by the arrival of a third. He looked as
frustrated as they felt. Slamming the folder containing the report
on the nurses{: '} station counter, he slumped forward and ran his hands
through his hair.
"Nothing. Absolutely nothing. We've had Mayo Clinic, UCLA Med,
and the Center {For : for} Disease Control running parallel tests. Our
results match; there's no way that man is in a coma because of
something in his blood or organs."
"You watch too much television. Ninjas are long gone and their
untraceable poisons went with them." The doctor paused and looked
towards the glass-enclosed room containing Jeff Lawrence. "In any
case, if we don't crack this soon, he'll be on complete life support.
After that, it's only a matter of time."
Pay no mind to the ninja behind the screen.
"That's the last of it," Rachel said, placing the {sauce pan : saucepan} back
on the stove. "I hope it's enough."
Jim Bateman paused when he overheard {: that} while walking past the
kitchen. "This is supposing the threat attacks by way of the front
door," he said.
"Were we expecting rain today?" Rachel asked.
In leeward Oahu, you can generally tell that by the calendar; rainy season
and dry season.
Like they were facing a bright light, the three faded back
{towards : toward} the pool. Their howls of anguish and frustration barely
audible inside the room.
As he peered around the door's edge, his eyes went wide. "Uh...
Hi, {dear : Dear}."
I guess a false alarm like that is obligatory. This one was done well
though. I wonder how she'd look with a ward on her forehead.
- so long as no one discovered the single extension cord they'd
plugged into the only electrical outlet in the shed above.
I wonder how many amps they are drawing through the exension cord.
If it starts glowing, that would be a bad sign.
Kei Bateman changed into one of Nabiki's sweat {outfits : suits} after
her shower. It took three soapings to get the smell of Jade's evil
{: smelling} concoction out of her hair.
"Is not evil, just smell that way."
Her increasingly erotic thoughts about the well-built Troy {was : were}
broken by the picture window suddenly exploding inward. All ducked
the flying shards of glass but only for a second. When they chanced
a look, three towering fox creatures leaped through the open window,
snarling and lashing out with claws that looked deadly. These were
no ordinary demons.
When the demon roared with laughter, Jim threw the spatula
at the creature's head. Watching it harmlessly bounce off did
nothing to {detour : deter} the demon and even less for Jim's confidence.
When the fox creature turned again to the little girl, Jim
frantically searched for something else to use. He snatched another
spatula off the stove and threw it as well. It missed high and to
the right, bouncing off the wall and clattering to the floor. In
desperation, he grabbed a pan off the stove and threw it at the
demon. This time his aim was good. The pan slammed into the back
of the creature's head. To his surprise, it howled and dropped
Sodoshi. When it turned to face its attacker, he could see why his
attack was so successful. As luck would have it, he had thrown the
same pan Jade had used to mix her potion. There must have been just
enough left in the pan to injure the demon.
Kei helped her husband to his feet. "You poor baby," she
purred. "Are you okay?"
Stupid bravery makes her so hot.
Jim was about to ask about riding up front with his wife when
he noticed Sister Angelica settling into the front passenger seat {: crossing herself}.
With a sigh, he climbed into the van's middle seat and slid shut the
door.
Just kidding?
More rocks suddenly fell behind them. Their only escape was
forward, {towards : past : toward} the smashed samurai. Avoiding the arm without
the sword, they hopped over what remained of the creature and
scurried further along the tunnel.