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“I saw Deson had his arm around you this morning.’ Siray stiffened at Baindan’s words, and she immediately stood, uncomfortable with this new topic, but Baindan continued to float there, leisurely moving his arms under the water. ‘I didn’t realise he had done that until this morning,’ she said, a bit defensively. Baindan stood up as well, shrugging his shoulders as water streamed from his bare torso, and moved closer. ‘It’s alright. It was dark. I should have done it.’ His grey eyes considered her. Siray raised one eyebrow. ‘Nothing has happened between Deson and I.’ Baindan shrugged again. ‘Technically, nothing has happened between us either.’ He stepped closer still, his body now only an arm’s length away from her. ‘But that doesn’t mean there isn’t something there.”

“Mister Pope continued, “Now there are cliffs on both coasts. There’s an ocean on either coast. I mean, you are a bird. You aren’t the smartest creature on earth. Now, you, silly bird, find yourself the only bird like you on the west coast. No Valentine’s Day for you.” Hands went up. “How did it get here?” Sidney Tucker asked from behind her oversized glasses. “No one knows,” Mister Pope smiled. “How come no one knows,” Kevin Abbott asked. “Well, there are a bunch of theories, but no one can be certain,” Mister Pope said. “So, there’s only one of these birds on the west coast right now,” Wendy Henderson asked.” Excerpt From JUST ONE MO Mark T. Sneed This material may be protected by copyright.”

“Friends are the family you choose (~ Nin/Ithilnin, Elven rogue).”

“Chris had been a genuinely nice guy – a guy with a warm heart and friendly demeanour. What’s more, he, Mortimer, had lived and laughed alongside him – something his dead companions didn’t exactly evoke. OK. So they had their uses from time to time and offered him company when he desired it. Even so, that was it. They were dead, not living. Anyway, their conversations weren’t exactly inspiring.”

“Stop moping and think of a solution. A voice in his head told him. If you want to find your mojo again, then get on with it and stop wallowing in self-pity. This voice spoke the harsh truth. He needed to man-up. Nodding, Mortimer set his face in a line of steely determination, created a pile of papers and began to draft down possible ideas. Mass suicide? Too messy. Global war? Too soon. Revenge cult? Too predictable. NO.”

“Fourteen-year-old Connor Hansen raced at full speed through the shiny, sterile emergency room hallways of Westley Hospital. He was excited ... and terrified. He was about to do what he had been training for almost his entire life. But if he failed, someone would die. Paramedics rushed toward him, pushing a bright-yellow gurney that carried a bloodied, lifeless man whose heart had stopped beating. It was Connor's job to get the man's heart started again. Connor was a doctor.”

“The Archer had always been so sure of himself and what he could do. He'd never been given a task he could not complete. There was no beast he could not track, no target he could not hit. He could shoot an apple from the hand of a friend at a thousand paces away- while it was being tossed in the air. He was a legend, he was the Archer, and he would have sacrificed it all to save her.”

“The first time I wanted to break his hand for getting into my pocket. Good thing, I realized just in time that the hand was too small. That time, he got away with five minutes of being mocked and a cuff to the nape. The second time, I ridiculed him for ten minutes and, after hanging a snap, let him go in peace. On all subsequent occasions, he got away with nothing more than a slap.”

“However, the darkness wasn’t completely gone; it kept whispering in her ear at night in a sinister and debilitating way. Until Jo could figure out what was transpiring in her subconscious mind, she could not confide in anyone. How would she be able to articulate the unexplained? Was she doomed to the genetic disposition of her bloodline curse?”