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  <title>Comments on 'The Knowing'</title>
  <subtitle>Some things you just know. Other things you'd rather you didn't really know. Somewhere between these two Sissy meandered along the creaking boards of the wrap-around porch of the man who until recently had been the end-all and be-all to her young existence.

The musty odor of the river filled her nostrils adding to the fog of realization within her mind. _Joanie ran away,_ she told herself, _she just ran away._ But the hulking agent, the things Joanie's gramps said, and now all this.

She only vaguely remained aware of following Cole to where the porch turned around the house. The agent was shouting. Joanie's gramps was shouting. Her own mind was screaming above and through it all. Details, stray comments, off looks...they all coalesced.

She didn't have time to verbalize the epiphany that ripped her heart from its gilded perch. A feeble voice echoed amidst the cicadas and bullfrogs to silence the shouting of men. A tiny voice that told it all from the doorway.

&amp;quot;Gramps? Is that you?&amp;quot;</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-06-22T21:33:38Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on The Knowing</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;The pacing was excellent. Very thoughtful series&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-06-22T21:33:38Z</published>
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      <name>SKermitgorf</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on The Knowing</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Amazing ficlet.  John is right..everything is in slow motion which makes it more intense.  Can&amp;#8217;t wait to see what happens.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-06-21T19:00:57Z</published>
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      <name>Hunting Beauty</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on The Knowing</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I love the first paragraph. This is superb cast of characters, every last one compelling.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-06-18T18:03:48Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Ana Cristina</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on The Knowing</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Dude, honestly. Are you incapable of throwing out a dud?&lt;br /&gt;Another fantastic entry. And that last line was really killer. The whole thing seemed to take place in slow motion, which I&amp;#8217;m guessing is just a setup for what&amp;#8217;s to come.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-06-18T17:08:03Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>John Perkins</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on The Knowing</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#8217;s going down. Great addition.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-06-18T05:52:51Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>PyroPunk 51 (PPP LoA)</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on The Knowing</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;This scene is fraught with emotion and is well served with the line about the things you&amp;#8217;d rather not know.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-06-18T02:09:51Z</published>
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