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    A Pebble in Time
    A Pebble in Time
    A Pebble in Time
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    A Pebble in Time

    By Nik Kominos

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    I can still see, in my mind’s eye, Serling standing there in stark black and white, wearing a suit with a thin tie, smoking a cigarette, and telling me I’d just crossed over to the twilight zone. It may have been my earliest inspiration to write. I enjoyed writing this even though, as Wayne and Garth would plead, “I’m not worthy”. And so, I submit for your approval this tale of the unknown, the unlikely, and the macabre.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherNik Kominos
    Release dateFeb 29, 2020
    ISBN9780463746714
    A Pebble in Time
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    Nik Kominos

    Writing fiction has been an interest, a passion of mine, since I was quite young. The stories, as you might imagine, are those I would enjoy reading myself. Considerable effort has been spent ensuring these stories are as interesting, readable, and professionally crafted as possible. All are free. I write for the joy of it and hope you enjoy them as well.

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      A Pebble in Time - Nik Kominos

      A Pebble in Time

      Copyright 2020 by Nik Kominos

      Published by Nik Kominos at Smashwords

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      Thank you for downloading this e-book. This book remains the copyrighted property of the author, and may not be redistributed to others for commercial or non-commercial purposes. If you enjoyed this book, please encourage your friends to download their own copy from their favorite authorized retailer. Thank you for your support.

      Author’s Notes

      This is a work of fiction and for reader’s enjoyment. Names, characters, places, and situations are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to persons, dogs, cats, or other mammals, living or dead, actual events, or organizations is entirely coincidental.

      A Pebble in Time

      Clifford Davis, who always went by Cliff, was a pleasant, middle-aged man who sold life insurance. He was average height, a bit on the heavy side, and had close-cropped hair of an indeterminate color (was it sandy-brown?). His grooming was at least adequate, as you would expect from a salesman. However, the suits he wore were never quite stylish and somehow never fit him quite right given his pear-shaped physique. His present occupation, which was the latest in a long line of attempts to find a job

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