Beginnings

Sunday is for beginnings, when we take a look at the start of a Peter Abrahams novel, including those written under the Spencer Quinn moniker™. Because THE RIGHT SIDE (not a Chet and Bernie novel) is on sale digitally—$1.99!—for a few more days, any objection to going with it?

“Just want to make sure I’ve got your name right.”

The man – Machado, read the tag hung around his neck – swiveled sideways to check his computer. The chair made a squeaky sound, intolerable to the woman sitting on the other side of the desk. It sparked a headache in the spot where her headaches got sparked these days, a headache that then blossomed like an explosion in slow motion, so slow you might have thought it would peter out, or be easily stopped. She knew better.

Machado – Dr. Ernest Machado, Psychiatric Services, according to the name tag – squinted at the screen. “Still getting used to these darn progressives,” he said, tapping his glasses.

“Poor you,” she said.

2 Comments on “Beginnings”

  1. It never ceases to amaze me that Peter can not only channel a dog’s mind but also a woman’s. Is he some sort of empathetic mind reading alien?

  2. Rich sarcasm, eh?
    My air conditioner was on the fritz during the blazing hot Independence Day weekend. Poor me!
    A wonderful repairman came this morning and fixed the condenser connector, said it was under warranty, so no charge. Showed me how to operate the thermostat (one of many things sweet hubby used to do), so all is cooling down now. Yay! Happy ending!

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