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    Repossessing Sanity
    Repossessing Sanity
    Repossessing Sanity
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    Repossessing Sanity

    By Darrell B Nelson

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    Doug had made a deal with the devil to be sane. Now the devil has come to repossess.
    Graphic Violence.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherDarrell B Nelson
    Release dateFeb 27, 2012
    ISBN9781476246352
    Repossessing Sanity
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    Darrell B Nelson

    Darrell B. Nelson is a former Securities Broker and Insurance Agent who has decided to use the total meltdown of his former industry, and the total destruction of any illusions of personal financial security the meltdown caused, as an opportunity to pursue a writing career. His passion for writing was encouraged at a young age by his his mother, who would read to him every night. Fueling his dreams in ways only books can. As he got older she took him to the library every week. Letting his imagination soar. While other children his age were dealing with where they were and what they were doing, he was flying through space helping to build Asimov's Foundation, Make way for Clarke's Star Child, or living on Bova's Selene. Needless to say, he tripped over things a lot. When he started writing he knew in the future his works would be of great importance, as time travelers arrived and started watching his every move. Or, maybe they were cats, wondering if he would pet them and rub their ears. Time Travelers have whiskers and like to curl up in your lap, right? In his free time he likes to hang out on Facebook, marveling at how far we've come since the time of the Egyptians who would worship cats and write on walls.

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      Repossessing Sanity - Darrell B Nelson

      Repossessing Sanity

      By Darrell B. Nelson

      Copyright 2012 By Darrell B. Nelson

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      Repossessing Sanity

      By Darrell Nelson

      I heard the knock on the door and looked out the window. I let out a sigh of relief that it wasn't a cop. No subpoenas today. I automatically looked at the curb in front of the driveway to see if there was a tow-truck to repo my Jaguar. There wasn't because the Jag was repoed last week.

      Satisfied that the man at the door couldn't take any more of my few remaining possessions I opened the door to greet him. At first glance there was nothing threatening about the balding man. He was several inches shorter than me, maybe 5 foot 5 inches, roughly 40 pounds lighter than me 125 to 130 tops, it was hard to tell under his three-piece suit. He was of some mixed ethnicity that was hard to pin down.

      One look in his eyes told me I shouldn't underestimate him. They were the cold and determined eyes of someone who would

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