Synopsis: Residue

Being ruled only by the heart is not to be idealized as what happened to common sense, self worth, self-respect and the use of one's brain ... seguaying ... his vegetable corpse limp but his mind on the prowl for the feds who killed him, buried him beneath the canopy of fall leaves, burnished, golden yellows and reds, in the bunker where he constantly heard roaring vehicles hammering through the tunnel only a few hundred feet from his bed. He was coming for her . . .
She smiled in her dreams then abruptly gasped when his dark, cloudy face floated . . . .