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www.webook.com/project/gifted-9
it is a fantasy about a lass who can see ghosts i would be happy to return any feedback given
www.webook.com/project/gifted-9
it is a fantasy about a lass who can see ghosts i would be happy to return any feedback given
Please read, comment, suggest, and rate. Thank you for your support, by the way leave a comment or feedback on my story page to get you story some feedback.
http://www.webook.com/project/Infernos-Labyrinth
Summery:
First thing. This isn't a fictional story. It might not be happening in your World, but it is happening in mine. Somehow, your World will be effected, by then it might already be too late. This is the reason you are reading this right now, to warn you of the impossible. My life begins the moment I died, sound confusing? No doubt. Soon through, if you are absolutely sure of continuing, you will understand. Cause nothing is ever as it seems, especially death...
Let's start with an introduction. Hi. My name is Scorpio. I am a r-e-g-u-l-a-r teenager around fourteen.
I was born in the DeMaetrix Family, the absolute influential, powerful, as well as the most wealthy family on Earth.
Imagine having an uncle and aunt, both the leading presidents, prime ministers, of vast corporations and countries.
Envision a father as the Arch President of the Multi-International Congress Legislature of OASIS. What's that? A dominating government that took control after the Global Economical Revolutionary Wars.
There's also something else. Besides my addiction to Virtual Dimensional Games, or frequent parties at Las Vegas with more than a little gambling involved. It was a pleasant life, no worries, no cares, with no great expectations from my distant father, or elevated relatives.
However, nothing perfect ever lasts.
On my fifteenth birthday, everything shattered, burned, then dissolved.
Things went quickly after that. Too quickly. I was put under the contemptible eyes of the OASIS court judges. I was scorned, tormented, and shunned by the entire world. I was condemned. By a terrible crime I wasn't even aware of.
A month after my fifteen birthday gala, I was executed at twelve a.m. with the whole world watching.
Death came rapidly, but it didn't stay.
When I next opened my eyes, it is a dark purple sky with no sun that greets me.
It is Inferno I am sentenced to.
It is Hell where my life begins...
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http://www.webook.com/project/Infernos-Labyrinth
http://www.webook.com/project/Infernos-Labyrinth
Summery:
First thing. This isn't a fictional story. It might not be happening in your World, but it is happening in mine. Somehow, your World will be effected, by then it might already be too late. This is the reason you are reading this right now, to warn you of the impossible. My life begins the moment I died, sound confusing? No doubt. Soon through, if you are absolutely sure of continuing, you will understand. Cause nothing is ever as it seems, especially death...
Let's start with an introduction. Hi. My name is Scorpio. I am a r-e-g-u-l-a-r teenager around fourteen.
I was born in the DeMaetrix Family, the absolute influential, powerful, as well as the most wealthy family on Earth.
Imagine having an uncle and aunt, both the leading presidents, prime ministers, of vast corporations and countries.
Envision a father as the Arch President of the Multi-International Congress Legislature of OASIS. What's that? A dominating government that took control after the Global Economical Revolutionary Wars.
There's also something else. Besides my addiction to Virtual Dimensional Games, or frequent parties at Las Vegas with more than a little gambling involved. It was a pleasant life, no worries, no cares, with no great expectations from my distant father, or elevated relatives.
However, nothing perfect ever lasts.
On my fifteenth birthday, everything shattered, burned, then dissolved.
Things went quickly after that. Too quickly. I was put under the contemptible eyes of the OASIS court judges. I was scorned, tormented, and shunned by the entire world. I was condemned. By a terrible crime I wasn't even aware of.
A month after my fifteen birthday gala, I was executed at twelve a.m. with the whole world watching.
Death came rapidly, but it didn't stay.
When I next opened my eyes, it is a dark purple sky with no sun that greets me.
It is Inferno I am sentenced to.
It is Hell where my life begins...
(Click now to read!)
http://www.webook.com/project/Infernos-Labyrinth
Ok Guys I am new here so once I get more of my book posted, will u read and comment on it? Thanks! Also I would love to be friend with any off u guys! Just ask!
So what if he was extremely hot? That didn't change the fact that he was an evil warlock. Even if he was in love with me.
The Witch's Knight
Genre: Romance/supernatural
http://www.webook.com/project/The-Witchs-Knight-2
Please read & review :)
The Witch's Knight
Genre: Romance/supernatural
http://www.webook.com/project/The-Witchs-Knight-2
Please read & review :)
Wasn't sure were to post my info and not sure if I did it right the first time so sorry if this is duplicate info! lol
I already published a few novels, but could still use feedback on them if ever any of you are interested in reading them. =)
Check out info on my personal webpage:
http://www.wix.com/chantalbellehumeur/me
After I figure out how this website works, I'll post some of my unpublished stuff for feedback. I'll try to find some time to read other people's work too. Sorry in advance that I won't blog much!
I already published a few novels, but could still use feedback on them if ever any of you are interested in reading them. =)
Check out info on my personal webpage:
http://www.wix.com/chantalbellehumeur/me
After I figure out how this website works, I'll post some of my unpublished stuff for feedback. I'll try to find some time to read other people's work too. Sorry in advance that I won't blog much!
Hey, i need some advice on my book. its called near the flames and i was influenced by John Flanagan. i think you will like it
http://www.webook.com/project/Mercy-4
Alexander MacAllister was turned into a Lycan nearly two hundred years ago, before the tragic death of the love of his life, Annalise. Now, in present day Edinburgh, Alexander makes a living as an assassin for the Lore community; freelancing his way through eternity. However, when a mysterious and magically inclined client asks the assassin for help and offers the Lycan a second chance at love Alexander can hardly say no; But things aren’t at all how they seem and Alexander will quickly learn that sometimes love just isn’t enough.
Alexander MacAllister was turned into a Lycan nearly two hundred years ago, before the tragic death of the love of his life, Annalise. Now, in present day Edinburgh, Alexander makes a living as an assassin for the Lore community; freelancing his way through eternity. However, when a mysterious and magically inclined client asks the assassin for help and offers the Lycan a second chance at love Alexander can hardly say no; But things aren’t at all how they seem and Alexander will quickly learn that sometimes love just isn’t enough.
I got something that anyone can critique if they want!~ lol
It's a suspense story about a twenty five year old woman living in a high end apartment totally unaware of the stalker plan going on behind her back. Will she ever figure out that she's being watched for how long~!? Or will she be stalked around, constantly turning around checking behind her shoulder at everyone that passes her? Hmmm, read and find out! lol
http://www.webook.com/project/Reasons-Fortold-1
It's a suspense story about a twenty five year old woman living in a high end apartment totally unaware of the stalker plan going on behind her back. Will she ever figure out that she's being watched for how long~!? Or will she be stalked around, constantly turning around checking behind her shoulder at everyone that passes her? Hmmm, read and find out! lol
http://www.webook.com/project/Reasons-Fortold-1
Here's a story that I would like to have some feedback on~
http://www.webook.com/project/A-Story-I-Feel-Like-Telling
Thank you~!
http://www.webook.com/project/A-Story-I-Feel-Like-Telling
Thank you~!
http://www.webook.com/project/While-at-Office
Hi hi, please see and give feedback if you don't mind, thank you
Hi hi, please see and give feedback if you don't mind, thank you
Heartbreak, Pure, and Distant Love: (romance)
These three books form an exciting trilogy. In the first book, Leann has hopes that come true then are torn away. She tries to find her kidnapper, but no luck.
In the second, her life is basically starting over. Everything she has known her whole life is gone from her, but through a few events, her life turns back to the way she dreamed for.
Her dreams are coming true, when the love of her life is kidnapped on a trip to Africa and she can't do anything to help him. What will happen?
These three books form an exciting trilogy. In the first book, Leann has hopes that come true then are torn away. She tries to find her kidnapper, but no luck.
In the second, her life is basically starting over. Everything she has known her whole life is gone from her, but through a few events, her life turns back to the way she dreamed for.
Her dreams are coming true, when the love of her life is kidnapped on a trip to Africa and she can't do anything to help him. What will happen?
Dream Mate
THE BOOK TRAILER:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hQstHMb3MWI
Link to project: (ask to join)
http://www.webook.com/project/Dream-Mate
© 2010 Crystalna. All rights reserved. Coming December 2010.
THE BOOK TRAILER:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hQstHMb3MWI
Link to project: (ask to join)
http://www.webook.com/project/Dream-Mate
© 2010 Crystalna. All rights reserved. Coming December 2010.
Away From you- Mikayla's father left her and her mother when she was very young to go exploring. Several long years later he still hasn't cone back. Mikayla starts to get these weird dreams, and finally one is her father calling for help. She starts to believe that the dreams were somehow coming from her father. She join up with Nate, a childhood friend, and they go to Africa and follow the dreams she has had, meets up with another young man who is American but has lived his while life in Africa, he leads the around. Will mikayla find her father, or will she find something even more shocking?
Broken Rose- eighteen year old Nikki's parents both die within two months of each other. Nikki is sent to her grandparents home in the panhandle of Texas. From past experiences, she has a hard time trusting from past experiences, but when she meets Austin Summers, will we be able to change that?
Broken Rose- eighteen year old Nikki's parents both die within two months of each other. Nikki is sent to her grandparents home in the panhandle of Texas. From past experiences, she has a hard time trusting from past experiences, but when she meets Austin Summers, will we be able to change that?
http://www.webook.com/project/Naomi-The-Guardian-1
^ My book, please read it! I hope to finish it and then get it published.
^ My book, please read it! I hope to finish it and then get it published.
http://www.webook.com/submission.aspx?p=e296115b06074968997eebaec7127a8c&st=c8f222dd917b4267896f17cf8d731a5c
finally I made one, please check it, thank you... :)
finally I made one, please check it, thank you... :)
"Crescent Moon: Hidden Soul" is about a girl named Bethany who's desire is to fall in love, but not with any of the redneck country bumpkins she has attended school with all her sixteen years. Her hopes for some new blood to enlighten Legend Hills High becomes more than she bargained for, as four newcomers enter into her life on the first day of school. She not only finds a warm soul to love, but as the weeks pass by, she learns the truth about her own less than human ways, along with the fact her new found boyfriend and five of her closest friends are a Cherokee Wolf Clan pack willing to fight off clanless vampires who are seeking her out. Her life takes a dramatic change with not only the wolves, but with three human like vampires, a witch and one off the wall fairy. Can she survive what is in store for her? Can Caleb protect her? or will history repeat itself, sending her beating heart into the fire mouth of hell? Two beating hearts in a small town filled with what was suppose to be tall tales from the 1800's, but have come to be a true reality in Legend Hills, Virginia.
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"Rose of Crimson" is a ficitonal story based on the real historical events. It follows lives of two peasant sibblings from 16th century Medieval Europe to today's. If you love Medival Europe (not England) then I am positive that you will enjoy this book. It will take you for a ride through the times. There is something for everyone, spicy love scenes, battle scenes, intigue and so on.
In return I'll read and feedback your work.
Hope to hear from you!
In return I'll read and feedback your work.
Hope to hear from you!
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Jewel only has one true friend, and when that friend dies suddenly she takes solace in her books, one in particular intrigued her. It was about the old fairy religion practiced long ago in Ireland ,way before the christian church took over and forced it underground. One day Jewel gets a letter from her estranged grandmother who longs to see her grandchild before it's too late, too late for what pray tell?. For the first time Jewel travels alone to the countryside and into a world of magical happenings that her Gran indeed still practices, because she ..was a fairy. There are three parts to this story, each one takes place over five year cycles , the first when she is ten and meets her Gran, the second is when she is fifteen and encounters a distressed sea fairy , the third is when she takes over the deceased Grandparents farm at the age of twenty with the intention of carrying on her grandmothers traditions.
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Hola peeps! This is smallboybob, and I think I might try this advertising thingy out. WOW! some of yalls books sound amazing! HOOK ME UP! I don't care whether they're finished or not! I LOVE TO READ. so yeah here's my book.
Genre: fantasy fiction. please no one steal this!
kaely was always the shy queit one, ever since the death of her father back when she was five, her life has never been the same. She goes to JacksonVille High, where she is shunned and an outsider amongst her peers. Everyday she escapes that hellhole to hide in alcohol and weed, until one day when she comes home and her mother is no longer there...then a stranger busts into her house (Cayman) and tells her the unthinkable...she's not human at all...but something else...and her mother was never her mother at all...and guess who her daddy is? None other than Saluki, the fey-God ruler of all the fey. Now she is the chosen, sworn to keep the Immortal clock from the likes of Saluki, and the Book Of the Elders. she must keep the keys of time from him also. in this thrilling fantasy twist on faeries, who will win? And who, will get the girl?
I invite you to come read my book, it isn't posted yet, but as soon as i get it copyrighted, you can trust it will be. thankyou for reading my excerpt, i hope it didn't fail terribly, i am HORRIBLE at summarizing and am sure this little paragraph can't so my book justicw:)
Genre: fantasy fiction. please no one steal this!
kaely was always the shy queit one, ever since the death of her father back when she was five, her life has never been the same. She goes to JacksonVille High, where she is shunned and an outsider amongst her peers. Everyday she escapes that hellhole to hide in alcohol and weed, until one day when she comes home and her mother is no longer there...then a stranger busts into her house (Cayman) and tells her the unthinkable...she's not human at all...but something else...and her mother was never her mother at all...and guess who her daddy is? None other than Saluki, the fey-God ruler of all the fey. Now she is the chosen, sworn to keep the Immortal clock from the likes of Saluki, and the Book Of the Elders. she must keep the keys of time from him also. in this thrilling fantasy twist on faeries, who will win? And who, will get the girl?
I invite you to come read my book, it isn't posted yet, but as soon as i get it copyrighted, you can trust it will be. thankyou for reading my excerpt, i hope it didn't fail terribly, i am HORRIBLE at summarizing and am sure this little paragraph can't so my book justicw:)
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im sorry but i think this is a rip off of the other book advertising thing. not cool dude
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Please look at "Cash Chronicles: The Book o' Samson". It probably sounds conceited, but I know it's going to go far once I put the whole thing out there! One way or another. If you're into westerns, sci-fi, fantasy or comic books, I'll bet there's something in it you'll like.
I look forward to your input!
I look forward to your input!
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I'm hoping that someone will see this advertise and read my amazing story.
Be the first to give me feedback.
It's called- CIVIL BRUTALITY
It's about a girl dragged into an underground secret government operation where doctors and scientists are experimenting on teenagers, trying to make them into super soldiers for the World War 3 that is waging on up above in 3000. Only a select few guys survive, never has a girl made it through. Ceri Ridge is just a sarcastic, strong minded girl who fights her way through the governments tests with the help of Vicent.
There are other characters and more to the plot but I suck at summaries, as you can tell. You will just have to follow me through it all.
Be the first to give me feedback.
It's called- CIVIL BRUTALITY
It's about a girl dragged into an underground secret government operation where doctors and scientists are experimenting on teenagers, trying to make them into super soldiers for the World War 3 that is waging on up above in 3000. Only a select few guys survive, never has a girl made it through. Ceri Ridge is just a sarcastic, strong minded girl who fights her way through the governments tests with the help of Vicent.
There are other characters and more to the plot but I suck at summaries, as you can tell. You will just have to follow me through it all.
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I'm looking for individuals to read some of my work. Both our in the middle of revising and one is finished, but posting is a slow process. I will post something every two days until otherwise stated.
Sanford Stories
Every small town has its secrets. Unravel life in the quaint town of Sanford where nothing is what it seems and everyone has a secret. As the truth is revealed you will be stunned at what you find.
I am 8 chapters in but I try my hardest to write everyday so no one gets stuck waiting for new chapters. Could really use some more feedback, still feel like my chapters are missing something.....
www.webook.com/project/sanford-stories
Thank you!!!!
Every small town has its secrets. Unravel life in the quaint town of Sanford where nothing is what it seems and everyone has a secret. As the truth is revealed you will be stunned at what you find.
I am 8 chapters in but I try my hardest to write everyday so no one gets stuck waiting for new chapters. Could really use some more feedback, still feel like my chapters are missing something.....
www.webook.com/project/sanford-stories
Thank you!!!!
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hi i want to write something, need your feedback later
thank you
thank you
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I've just started a book called "Our Tree Branches". It's mostly about two sophomores, Wyatt and Lynn, who are your usual don't-know-the-other-likes-them-back couple, but their friends are also in the story. Near the beginning, Wyatt falls out of a tree and Lynn drives him to the hospital, where they find out he needs stitches and he has a concussion.
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can you reead my books and post a feedback???? thank you, Roxi
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Hey, I want to start reading, but I'm looking for a specific genre and for finished books, so could everyone who's posted their work here maybe state the genre of their book and whether it's finished or not, please? Because that would really be a great help.
And by the way, Streex, is your book finished? It sounds really good, but I hate getting into a new book only to find it half-done.
And by the way, Streex, is your book finished? It sounds really good, but I hate getting into a new book only to find it half-done.
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My book is called A Slip of the Tongue, about a kid who lives on the streets and goes by the name Streex, also my penname, as you can see. By day, he is a delivery boy for a group of drug dealers who send medical marijuana to those who cannot get it legally because of the way the government is handling it and treating it. By night, Streex is a modern day Robin Hood. He steals for the rich and gives to the poor, using high tech bank robberies and other highly illegal activities.
I know that this doesn't give my book any credit; I've never been able to write any good blurbs. But I can guarantee you that if you start reading it, it'll hook you. Here, I'll post a little bit of the first part:
The Start
Life for me isn't like life for you. There are lots of little differences between how we live. For one. You probably like potatoe chips. I don't. Another. You probably have a house. I don't. You like TV? I can't. Would if I could, I swear it. But as of right now, my life pretty much sucks. The people I hang out with. They're mostly drug addicts, drug dealers, and, uh, prostitutes? I don't stick around with the hookers too much, never good to do that....
Anyhow, my life has pretty much gone downhill. Not really downhill, more like, um....lemme think here.....freefalling? Yeah, that covers it nicely. By the way, I'd love to get to know you, but, as of right now, you can't know me. I'm sorta on the run, and anything I say to you, you sorta have to keep quiet. Otherwise, I'm in deep crap with the cops.
Funny, how it works out that way. I wanted to be a cop when I was a kid. Twenty years into the future, the cops want my head. That always seems to happen to me. Anything I believe in comes back to get me. That's why I straight up stopped believing.
You probably don't want to hear all this from me. You probably want to hear all that other blog stuff, like what you had for breakfast, who you like, all that crap. Well, if that's what you wanna know, I did not have breakfast, and my girlfriend just died a month ago in a drug deal gone bad. Now if you stilll wanna know about me, then you'll keep reading.
3:06 a.m. Tuesday, February 2, 2010
I jerk my head up to the sound of voices, and promptly bang my head against a somewhat hard object. Well, somewhat hard until I banged my somewhat harder head against it. That's all it takes to refresh my memory, not that I want to remember it. Last night, I fell asleep under a bench down in the subway station. How pleasant.
Groaning loudly, I roll my sore body out from under the bench and stand up stiffly, rubbing a hand against the back of my neck.
"Come back here, sweetie," A mother's voice sounds, the one that woke me up. "Don't go near the beggar."
Gee, nice lady... Then again, that's all I ever get. Those who sleep under benches get no respect. Like I have other options, though. Normally, I would have no choice in my opinion but to flip her off, only she has her kid with her. That's one of my few rules. See, as other people don't seem to understand, I have morals, and I have ethics. They're two totally different things. Morals are standards that you follow, whereas ethics are things you know you should follow, but yet, you do not.
Instead, I yawn loudly and toss a smile at the little girl. She giggles and blushes, then I glance quickly up at her mother, before continuing. "Hey, kid," I say. "You like magic?" She nods eagerly. The mother just glares, holding her child close to her. "Good. Me too." My hand reaches into me hand and pulls out a quarter. "Want a quarter?" I ask her. It's not much, but it's all I have. She nods again, as the blush darkens and the smile widens. "Then you'll like this." I hold the hand with the quarter out, telling her to watch the hand with the quarter in it. Then I clap my hands together, and in a split second, the quarter has crossed from my right hand to my left. "Presto. Gone!" The little girl's smile disappears, and tears begin to swell behind the dark emerald eyes. "Don't cry yet, I think I found it, sweetie." Her mother's worry has gone from amusement to anger at his displeasing the child. So I flick her a smile, and reach a hand behind her ear. The quarter slides from my palm to the gap between my forefinger and my ring finger. "There it is, silly, it was behind your ear the whole time!" Without a second look at her mother, I drop it into her cupped hands and stagger off, never even wondering what a young girl and her mother are doing at the subway station at three o' clock in the morning.
I know that this doesn't give my book any credit; I've never been able to write any good blurbs. But I can guarantee you that if you start reading it, it'll hook you. Here, I'll post a little bit of the first part:
The Start
Life for me isn't like life for you. There are lots of little differences between how we live. For one. You probably like potatoe chips. I don't. Another. You probably have a house. I don't. You like TV? I can't. Would if I could, I swear it. But as of right now, my life pretty much sucks. The people I hang out with. They're mostly drug addicts, drug dealers, and, uh, prostitutes? I don't stick around with the hookers too much, never good to do that....
Anyhow, my life has pretty much gone downhill. Not really downhill, more like, um....lemme think here.....freefalling? Yeah, that covers it nicely. By the way, I'd love to get to know you, but, as of right now, you can't know me. I'm sorta on the run, and anything I say to you, you sorta have to keep quiet. Otherwise, I'm in deep crap with the cops.
Funny, how it works out that way. I wanted to be a cop when I was a kid. Twenty years into the future, the cops want my head. That always seems to happen to me. Anything I believe in comes back to get me. That's why I straight up stopped believing.
You probably don't want to hear all this from me. You probably want to hear all that other blog stuff, like what you had for breakfast, who you like, all that crap. Well, if that's what you wanna know, I did not have breakfast, and my girlfriend just died a month ago in a drug deal gone bad. Now if you stilll wanna know about me, then you'll keep reading.
3:06 a.m. Tuesday, February 2, 2010
I jerk my head up to the sound of voices, and promptly bang my head against a somewhat hard object. Well, somewhat hard until I banged my somewhat harder head against it. That's all it takes to refresh my memory, not that I want to remember it. Last night, I fell asleep under a bench down in the subway station. How pleasant.
Groaning loudly, I roll my sore body out from under the bench and stand up stiffly, rubbing a hand against the back of my neck.
"Come back here, sweetie," A mother's voice sounds, the one that woke me up. "Don't go near the beggar."
Gee, nice lady... Then again, that's all I ever get. Those who sleep under benches get no respect. Like I have other options, though. Normally, I would have no choice in my opinion but to flip her off, only she has her kid with her. That's one of my few rules. See, as other people don't seem to understand, I have morals, and I have ethics. They're two totally different things. Morals are standards that you follow, whereas ethics are things you know you should follow, but yet, you do not.
Instead, I yawn loudly and toss a smile at the little girl. She giggles and blushes, then I glance quickly up at her mother, before continuing. "Hey, kid," I say. "You like magic?" She nods eagerly. The mother just glares, holding her child close to her. "Good. Me too." My hand reaches into me hand and pulls out a quarter. "Want a quarter?" I ask her. It's not much, but it's all I have. She nods again, as the blush darkens and the smile widens. "Then you'll like this." I hold the hand with the quarter out, telling her to watch the hand with the quarter in it. Then I clap my hands together, and in a split second, the quarter has crossed from my right hand to my left. "Presto. Gone!" The little girl's smile disappears, and tears begin to swell behind the dark emerald eyes. "Don't cry yet, I think I found it, sweetie." Her mother's worry has gone from amusement to anger at his displeasing the child. So I flick her a smile, and reach a hand behind her ear. The quarter slides from my palm to the gap between my forefinger and my ring finger. "There it is, silly, it was behind your ear the whole time!" Without a second look at her mother, I drop it into her cupped hands and stagger off, never even wondering what a young girl and her mother are doing at the subway station at three o' clock in the morning.
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