Robert Edison Sandiford

No doubt, the events of 9/11 triggered the feelings of unease in all of us. The world felt like it was no longer the same place after that Cataclysm occurred. However, Robert Edison Sandiford attempts to make the world safe again by bringing back heroes through his novel And Sometimes They Fly.

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Milton sat alone at the back of De Gateway Café, sipping a rum. the television was playing above the bar, where the barmaid - Sam - tried to take orders for food and drinks as she watched with the patrons for news of the latest from New York. From New York, but also from Washington and Pennsylvania and anywhere else they might hear of across America.
"I still can't believe what them gone and do. Be Christ," said a man in a Polo shirt and gold watch seated at the bar, shaking his goatee above his drink. Milton looked at him; his name was Cooper, Cooper Johnson. "Look what them Muslims gone and do to Merica. Look what them gone and do." Milton closed his eyes, opened them. The man was a taxi driver and auto mechanic. He drove a 1993 Nissan Sunny. Forty-four. Had a wife to whom he was usually faithful and two sons. Except he still had a weakness for Sam, who was tending the bar but cooked the food in the kitchen and had a child for him and was gap-toothed, so laughed only when he was around. Milton closed his eyes again; it was getting easier; he was becoming accustomed to the rhythm of human minds again - of these human minds. Sam short for Samara, a combination of Samantha and Sahara concocted by her parents. Cooper got his nickname from the first car he ever owned: a 1967 Mini Cooper S. His real name was Emile.
Milton left their thoughts alone.
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