Tag Archives: Bryant Tapping

Twenty – 02

[This post is from Bryant Tapping’s point of view.] Two young men who couldn’t have been any older than his friends stopped dead in their tracks, only steps from the door.  Bryant choked on a laugh, barely preventing himself from … Continue reading

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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

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Seventeen – 07

[This post is from David O’Credne Miller’s point of view.] All of the moisture in his mouth dried up and he stared at her for a few seconds.  His heart lodged in his throat, refusing to beat, choking him.  He … Continue reading

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Seventeen – 06

[This post is from David O’Credne Miller’s point of view.]                 “It’s not the first time I’ve heard something like that,” the healer said, smiling wryly.  “And I imagine that you’ve got as good a reason to say it as … Continue reading

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Seventeen – 05

[This post is from David O’Credne Miller’s point of view.] The light was brighter when he opened his eyes and he mumbled a curse, shifting in the bed and immediately squeezing his eyes shut again.  “Damn.  Why’d you turn the … Continue reading

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Seventeen – 04

[This post is from David O’Credne Miller’s point of view.] “You were out,” Bryant said, glancing to the side, as if checking something, before his gaze met David’s again.  “We spent quite a bit of time speaking with him and … Continue reading

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Seventeen – 03

[This post is from David O’Credne Miller’s point of view.] David jerked upright and every bone and muscle in his body screamed in protest.  His throat was dry, but he knew that he’d must have said something upon waking because … Continue reading

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Sixteen – 09

[This post is from Bryant Tapping’s point of view.] “What happened to them?” He knew that he shouldn’t have asked the question.  It simply slipped out before he could think too much about it, and as soon as the words … Continue reading

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Sixteen – 08

[This post is from Bryant Tapping’s point of view.] Her hands were deft, her movements certain—she knew what she was doing, he had to give her that.  Bryant could tell that much easily enough.  While he didn’t have his father’s … Continue reading

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Sixteen – 07

[This post is from Bryant Tapping’s point of view.] “You’re  afraid of that cost.” “Shouldn’t I be?”  It was keep a bitter note from his tone, and despite his efforts, it leaked in nonetheless.  “Look at what it’s already costing … Continue reading

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