Murder is My Dish
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By the time they unloaded us, the sun had exploded over the horizon the way it does in the tropics. The sky was pale blue overhead but bronze where the sun came up. The air felt clear and washed and you knew that for now at least the rains were over.
They did not keep us together. A pair of guards marched me off across a compound walled in by low adobe buildings. Another guard took Eulalia away. O’Tool and Pedro went, under guard, with the major.
I was given a small, tidy room in one of the adob...e buildings. It lacked bars on the window, but I could hear soldiers moving about, their boots creaking, in the compound outside. Since I could do nothing else, I stretched out on the bed and fell asleep.… I awoke with the feel and taste of an old army blanket in my mouth and glue on my eyelids. I did not think I had slept very long. I was stiff and hungry, and could have drunk a quart of anything cold. The major stood alongside the bed looking down at me. He hadn’t removed the hard helmet.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
By the time they unloaded us, the sun had exploded over the horizon the way it does in the tropics. The sky was pale blue overhead but bronze where the sun came up. The air felt clear and washed and you knew that for now at least the rains were over.
They did not keep us together. A pair of guards marched me off across a compound walled in by low adobe buildings. Another guard took Eulalia away. O’Tool and Pedro went, under guard, with the major.
I was given a small, tidy room in one of the adob...e buildings. It lacked bars on the window, but I could hear soldiers moving about, their boots creaking, in the compound outside. Since I could do nothing else, I stretched out on the bed and fell asleep.… I awoke with the feel and taste of an old army blanket in my mouth and glue on my eyelids. I did not think I had slept very long. I was stiff and hungry, and could have drunk a quart of anything cold. The major stood alongside the bed looking down at me. He hadn’t removed the hard helmet.
What to read after Murder is My Dish?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Marlowe Stephen to read onlineMoreLess
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