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Perfect Body, Perfect Health, Perfect Horror
There are two passions in Jim Trumble's life: physical fitness and sexy Elaine Jessup. He's about to ask her out on a date when a demonic little plant in the churchyard cemetery stings his foot, causing an infection that has the diabolical power to turn his world into a nightmare and subject the love of his life to inexplicable terror.

LanguageEnglish
Publishertwbpress
Release dateOct 29, 2013
ISBN9781936991617
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Paul Sherman

Paul Sherman has been a teacher pretty well all of his life, specialising in Chemistry and Youth Theatre, an unlikely combination, but one which has worked brilliantly. He has directed a number of successful straight plays and musicals, including 'The Crucible', 'West Side Story', 'Fiddler on the Roof' and 'The Entertainer'. His writing credits include short stories and poetry for a number of UK publications. He also writes drama having had a pantomime produced at the Rutherglen Repertory Theatre near Glasgow and a play at the Traverse Theatre in Edinburgh. He is a bit mystified by the success in Scotland since he comes from the other end of the country. He is married, celebrating his 40th Wedding Anniversary this year and has two daughters and a jet black cat called Gertie.

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    Paul Sherman

    Copyright by Paul Sherman 2013

    Published by TWB Press at Smashwords

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    This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidences are either a product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to any actual person, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

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    Edited by Terry Wright

    Cover art by Terry Wright

    ISBN 978-1-936991-61-7

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    Paul Sherman

    A zit!

    A bloody zit had appeared on his chin. Jim Trumble poked at it with his index finger. Pressed it. Put a finger on both sides of it and squeezed until his eyes watered from the pain. But nothing happened. The zit was not ready to burst, so he couldn’t relieve the angry red bump that shone out like an arrant beacon on his face. He could never go out in public looking like this.

    Jim stood naked in front of his full length mirror, as he did every morning, and scanned his perfect skin for any other imperfections. There were none, just this ugly mother of a carbuncle. Where had it come from? He’d kept his body, his Temple, healthy, ate the right food, and got enough exercise.

    For instance, he never missed his morning jog. It was a compulsion his body thirsted for. On wet days, he revelled in the splashing noises his feet made, whilst on sunny days, the dry earth felt firm and good under him. Best of all, early in the year, the grass was starched with frost and made a satisfying crunching noise, while his breath left a vapour trail in his wake. Most of all, he just fell in love with the sound of the blood pulsing healthily in his ears.

    So there was never a blemish on his body. His diet and exercise saw to that. Not a mark, not a spot, nor any rough skin, nor any unbecoming blotches. No eczema. No

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