An exerpt from "Foxes On The Run," Chapter 1

19/05/2012 09:13

"I pulled on my faded, torn blue denim jeans, loose-fitting blue t-shirt and leather moccasins, pulled a comb through my shoulder-length hair, grabbed my bag of 8-track cassette tapes, wallet, and the bag into which I had jammed spare shirts, jeans, underwear and toiletries, and went into the kitchen. Bertie followed a few minutes later, his hair dishevelled, his clothes twisted."