Eli, the FanaticA Story

LEO TZUREF stepped out from back of a white column to welcome Eli Peck. Eli jumped back, surprised; then they…

Leo Tzuref stepped out from back of a white column to welcome Eli Peck. Eli jumped back, surprised; then they shook hands and Tzuref gestured him into the sagging old mansion. At the door Eli turned, and down the slope of lawn, past the jungle of hedges, beyond the dark, untrampled horse path, he saw the street lights blink on in Woodenton. The stores along Coach House Road tossed up a burst of yellow—it came to Eli as a secret signal from his townsmen: “Tell this Tzuref where we stand, Eli. This is a modern community, Eli, we have our families, we pay taxes. . .,” Eli, burdened by the message, gave Tzuref a dumb weary stare.

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Eli, the FanaticA Story

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