No need to comment. I'm just getting this up on LJ Inverse by Brook Henson (c)2008 The night he found out that Jim Ellison was alive, Blair was standing on the sidewalk outside the new Thai place on twelfth street, fighting to open his umbrella because it had started to drizzle. He glanced across the street, looking for his car and that was when he saw Jim standing under the sickly light of a street lamp, tall and lean-- too lean-- dressed in jeans and a thick cable-knit sweater that beaded in... read more
