“That day, I saw him, standing between the ripped curtains on the room to the left of the dark wood front door. I could tell he was leaning on something, and his buttoned down shirt was striped as a white t-shirt was poking out at his neck. His face said it all: The dark eyes laid deep in the round face that was covered in wrinkles and brown nasty spots; the lips were tight and pressed down hard, looking somewhat white in the shadows, waiting to bark as it were; the nose was full and cradled just above that fierce mouth. His eyes continued with our car, and I knew he had seen me look at him, as his thin head slowly moved with us.”-- An excerpt from The Tale of Old Man Fischer…. Purchase my new novel on Amazon or download on Kindle…Check out my Facebook Page Russell to find more background about myself and the book itself… Follow me on Twitter @Russell_Writer---tweeting my ass off on the daily! Read often and to escape! Russell amazon/Tale-Old-Man-Fischer/dp/0615879365/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1402081295&sr=1-1&keywords=the+tale+of+old+man+fischer
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