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Blurb: “Come with me to Valhalla, she says.
And he does, chasing her all the way.
Eve is a gold-and white nymph -the kind of earth-type goddess you dream about.
She can't sing a note
but she sure digs the grand opera scene.
Just give her the right music (a crashing thun-derstorm) ... give her the right lighting (in forks, through the black sky) ... give her the chosen hero (who else but AL WHEELER?). and she's off and running, into the tempestuous world of the Valkyries.
Wheeler's in hot pursuit. So what if he's got a bullet wound in his leg? So what if he's stum bling in his rain-sodden clothes? Give up?
Impossible!
This hero is 100 per cent heart. His goddess of the chase is 99 per cent nude. And Valhalla is Liberty Hall!”