Through and through

I want to highlight a wonderful concept that Jimmy Akin had on his blog back in May of this year, a literary discussion of a short story called Through and Through by Tim Powers.

Here's the first few lines...

ALREADY when he walked in through the side door, there were new people sitting here and there, separately in the Saturday afternoon dimness. The air was cool, and smelled of floor-wax.

He almost peered at the shadowed faces, irrationally hoping one might be hers, come back these seven days later to try for a different result; but most of the faces were lowered, and of course she wouldn't be here. Two days ago, maybe—today, and ever after, no.

Here's the link to the rest of the story...

Through and Through