"Eric Flint - [Grantville 04] - 1634 The Ram Rebellion" - читать интересную книгу автора (Flint Eric)gain. And if you think that book looks like a bitch, waitтАЩll youтАФwe, I should sayтАФrun into the real
world.тАЭ And that, too, he remembered. Such an oddly contradictory woman. тАЬIsnтАЩt that word politically incorrect?тАЭ тАЬSure is. AinтАЩt life a bitch?тАЭ She was grinning, now, nothing cool about it. *** Walking back to his houseтАФlisting, some, from the weight of the books tucked under his armтАФMike started muttering to himself. тАЬPoint three. I almost certainly wish I hadnтАЩt.тАЭ *** The worst of it, of course, was that it wasnтАЩt true, and Mike knew it. In the times coming, the books would look like a piece of cake, compared to the real world. ItтАЩs complicated. . . coming from Melissa Mailey . . . тАЬDamn,тАЭ he muttered. тАЬCanтАЩt we just dump some tea leaves in a harbor somewhere, storm a famous prison or two, and be done with it?тАЭ BirdieтАЩs Farm Gorg Huff and Paula Goodlett Part I: June 1631 Birdie Newhouse stood on his back porch and looked over his farm. Looked over, in fact, what was left of his farm. The farm was a little chunk of Appalachian valley, which was abruptly cut off by a German granite wall. The farm had been about half again as big before the Ring of Fire, but even then it hadnтАЩt been big enough to make a real living. Birdie had everything a man needed to make a real farm. There was a tractor, a plow, the works. He even had some livestock, chickens and a couple of hogs. The only thing he didnтАЩt have was the land. Out to one side of the remainder of the farm, there was a little bit of field that you could plow, if you were real careful about the contouring. Most of his farm, though, consisted of skinny trees holding on to the hillside for dear life. A dry creek ran through the middle of the property. The creek was going to stay dry, unfortunately. The German land on the other side of the cliff tilted the wrong way to feed the creek. BirdieтАЩs eyes lost some of their worry as he again noticed the wellhead for the natural gas well on his land. He was more thankful every day that he had gone ahead and converted his equipment to work on |
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