Tuesday, April 2, 2013

Teaser Tueday #8


"Though day, the crickets called in the grass; my mother's singing rose from the camp. I lifted my arms; I could not help it. The breeze itself was warm; the islands soft with moss; the loons calling melancholy in forgotten bays; and Life in all its operations seemed unspeakably generous."
-M.T. Anderson, The Pox Party
-Hannah


The Bane (Eden, #1)The Bane by Keary Taylor
"She looks like death," I whispered as I followed him out into the light. "What is happening to her?"
-Martha





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