David in the Library again

David's library

David found himself in a belligerent mood, stormily striding to the Library.  The entertaining outer façade matched how he viewed his parents: shallow, fake, and idiotic.

Giving his backpack a big heave-ho, David growled as it settled next by the leather chair hidden in the corner. The next edition of Lord James St. John was in reach. 

As he always, David thumbed a few pages into the book.  …hate introductions, hate …hate dedications…

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“…the burial chamber stank…but there it was, in its own sarcophagus, an excellent….of mummification….not ancient mummifying…., but one….skill of modern surgery. Even the scent of ether lingered in stale air.

“Lord James peered closer, observing…evidence showed that this mummy definitely was prepared by…to make evident stratify of his elite...to resemble ancient mummies…skull had begun to calcify by some unknown…This corpse was no more than three years old.”

This makes me angry!!

David leaned back in the leather chair, his mind agitated.  This is about the dullest Lord James Book I have read so far.  What in the world was the author thinking?  Or was he even thinking?

Tossing the inadequate book in nearby trash can, he decided, Time to terminate this, head to Starbucks. They have Wi Fi.

Wednesday Words have been a bit of a zig-zag with some delightful bloggers filling in for Delores at Under the Porch Light as she did battle with her computer. Many kudos go to all those who ran the race with Delores.