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The Silent Cries of a Magpie

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“Modern scientific culture has evolved from its roots in the ancient world and has become a complex web of many highly specialized disciplines. Gone are the days when one man, such as the seventeeth-century Robert Hooke, could be a groundbreaking inventor, microscopist, physicist, surveyor, astronomer, biologist and even artist. Today the sheer enormity of available information has led to highly defined specialisms, and academics are expected to keep to their field - despite the truism that science has no experts. [...] The gains from modern science are beyond counting. But the loss, arguably, is the synthesis of information generated by the many gentleman scholars that once existed, before becoming extinct somewhere around hte late nineteenth century. So few scholars now have a chance to view the bigger picture - to seek out patterns that might unexpectedly exist when apparently unrelated data is brought together. It has to be remembered that the difference between a major breakthrough and nothing at all can be just the angle of view rather than anything else.”

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“My grin tipped up on one side. “I’m sorry. Who asked about the television screens in my truck?” Her lush lips thinned. “And how long did it take you to pick out the watermelon? Thirty minutes?” “Twenty-nine,” I shot back. “And it’s the best fucking watermelon I’ve ever had. Worth every minute.” A single brow quirked. “You want a medal?” I leaned over the counter and she met my stare. I wasn’t sure what was happening, but it seemed like the air cracked with electricity, heating my skin, quickening my pulse. This couldn’t be normal. Maybe I was getting sick. I’d overheated in all of the seventy-eight degrees outside. Yeah, that had to be it. “I’d love one.” It was so fast, I almost missed it. Her gaze dipped to my mouth before dropping to the island again. “There isn’t any more room on your shelf for one more medal.” “I’ll just put up another shelf.” “I’m sure you would.”

Maggie DavisMason Scott
Book:The Silent Cries of a Magpie
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“It wasn’t fair. It wasn’t fair that I’d been denied this. It wasn’t fair that I knew the second this was over, I’d miss it so much it would hurt. In another lifetime, one that wasn’t so cruel, the Scotts could have been my parents. What that would have been like to be given smiles instead of bruises. To be embraced in a hug and not restrained for a punishment. To be read a bedtime story instead of hiding in my closet until I knew I’d be spared. To be snuggled with and not left in the corner, cold and ignored. They would dry my tears instead of causing them. They would speak words of love and not ones to wound my soul. And when the nightmares came to haunt me, their arms would have held me tight and protected me instead of becoming the very thing I ran from. But life was cruel and these parents weren’t mine. I’d only known hurt and loneliness. Scars had marked my skin instead of kisses. Words of hate had filled my ears. Fear was my world and every waking moment was the nightmare.”

Maggie DavisThe Scotts
Book:The Silent Cries of a Magpie
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