glimpses shared by our authors
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"Mornin'," the Mistress calls, fluffin' up 'er curls with 'er right hand. She looks at me all hard-like, 'till I answer. "Hi," I say, all flat. She don't deserve no ... read more -
their lives for many many years. The campus is on the outskirts of a small mountain town, surrounded by west coast forest and waterfalls. Our students stay in simple, cozy ... read more -
Finally a door opened on the side of the room and Markus shot to his feet. He stood stiffly at attention as he watched three figures shuffle into the room. ... read more -
She glances at them, meekly. Like an outsider looking in. Alienated. Alone. A social pariah. Nobody wanted her. To them she was the idiot who just didn't belong. They way ... read more -
The room goes all silent, both Mary an' Cecile starin' at me, like... Like they pity me. I never got that look 'fore, specially not from Mary- who got the ... read more -
Music floats in quietly from the other room. The girl sitting in her room typing covers her ears and wishes vehemently the musician would shut the hell up. It was ... read more -
No one's ever had a Fourth Offence. We arrive at the Work Station, which I believe is the largest room in the Center and takes up most of the compound. ... read more -
It is 11:00 PM. I sit in the midst of my covers and I cradle the journal in my lap. I open its colorful cover and feel its crispness as ... read more -
on that theory. He approached a young, red-haired forensics officer and concentrated on feeling the sense of relief that had recently buoyed his spirits. The officer's brow was furrowed as ... read more -
about ten feet away. Jack was holding her elbow and looking infinitely pleased. "I'm Lauraleigh. Pleased to meet ya." Lauraleigh held out her hand for Eric to shake. He took ... read more
