To: Liz
Howell Green Was My Valley, or Baby, Sometimes the Raines Must Fall.
An Autobiography by Jayson Blair
As Told to Janet Cooke
It was a dark and stormy night. Suddenly a shot rang out.
As I dove for cover, I saw John Malvo spit out a grape stem as he and his cohort drove off in their sniper mobile. Around me the people of Maryland lay low, fearing another shot.
My attention was drawn to a young blonde in an army uniform. She stood tall among the cowering populace as she carefully took aim at the fleeing snipers. As she began to squeeze the trigger, John Ashcroft knocked the weapon down.
"Ah jes' know I coulda stopped 'em," she said in a distinctive West Virginia accent.
Ashcroft turned to her, "We need the chaos. It works to my advantage." As he moved to his limo, he added, "Remember, we have bigger plans for you. You'll get your chance."
Soon after, I would make the first of many visits to the Lynch farm.....
To: MediaMole
Oh, you have some talent. Excellent...
66 posted on
05/20/2003 8:14:52 PM PDT by
Dog Gone
To: MediaMole
HAH! You're giving Jeff Head, our resident adventure novelist, some competition.
68 posted on
05/20/2003 8:18:53 PM PDT by
Palladin
(Proud to be a FReeper!)
To: MediaMole
I was transfixed, on the edge of my seat, reading it. LOL.
69 posted on
05/20/2003 8:30:49 PM PDT by
Liz
To: MediaMole
Ashcroft turned to her, "We need the chaos.....Very good.
Leak this to DU.
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