Chapter 2
Chloe's house reminded Paul of a cross between a used bookstore,
a computer repair shop, and a college dorm. A wall of bookcases
dominated the living room, each shelf crammed with two, sometimes
three layers of books, videotapes, CD's and DVD's. More stacks of
books and magazines stood in every corner. Paul was certain they
would have taken over all the other flat spaces as well, were it
not for the half-assembled computers and three dusty old monitors
occupying the coffee table, end tables, and everything in between.
The only semi-open spaces were the two couches that faced each
other from across the room. A large red and black checkered blanket
covered one of them, while the other was cracked but still
serviceable brown leather. Thrift store purchases both, Paul
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