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Author Archives: Erin M. Klitzke
Twenty – 01
[This post is from Bryant Tapping’s point of view.] “Open the door,” David murmured. “They’re almost here.” The sound of his friend’s voice startled Bryant—he’d been half certain David had fallen asleep again, sitting there with Isabelle. She had her … Continue reading
Ninteen – 05
[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] “What are you going to ask them?” My question was designed to distract him from worrying about me, which seemed safer than the alternative. It occurred to me that perhaps … Continue reading
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Hey folks! Change of plans for the next couple weeks. I’m in the final push on my second undergrad degree. Expect a return to normal updates the first week of May. Stay tuned and sorry about the delay, but I want … Continue reading
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Nineteen – 04
[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] Opening the door, I winced at the sudden brightness that flooded in. The morning sunshine was stronger than I’d expected, or it was later than I expected—probably a bit of … Continue reading
Nineteen – 03
[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] I closed my eyes for a second and sucked in a breath. Somehow, I knew he wasn’t going to go that far—he was probably only a few feet away from … Continue reading
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Nineteen – 02
[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] He stared at his hands and I watched him, drinking slowly. I could tell that he was thinking, letting what I’d already told him roll around in his head and … Continue reading
Nineteen – 01
[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] “Lin?” Consciousness flooded back in a rush. My eyes felt gritty as I opened them, crusted over in the way they did when I was sick or had been crying … Continue reading