Saturday's Storyteller: "Sven and Maria's coffee table was in fact a glass cube filled with tropical fish."
by Belinda Roddie Sven and Maria's coffee table was in fact a glass cube filled with tropical fish. Their television set was in fact not a television set, but a window to the outside, which appeared terribly active for a Sunday evening. Colin was far too busy observing the antics of the Vinyls dancing and grinding to their boombox, perched on the hood of their SX-model Humdinger Van, and waiting for law enforcement to take its course. "You are enjoying the world, I take it?" Sven asked kindly over his bottle of tonic. The ointment on his lips was gleaming - peach and silver, mixed to create a daring sheen. Colin tore his eyes away from the TV-window and focused on the shiny silver fighters flickering along the glass below his mug of coffee. The exotic kind, no less, from the Western Shore. "I...tend to think of it little, compared to my studies." Maria seemed to scoff at that. "Studies," she repeated. "A fool's choice of language. Yo