by Tess Oliver
Behold: behind the keyhole...
Excerpt:
The shadows of the grave markers stretched thin across the mossy ground. I scooted nearer to Dr. Bennett. A layer of death rested eternally beneath me, yet the white heat of the moon infused the night air with energy.
“Another graveyard,” I said, “why always a cemetery?”
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Offer ends: April 3 -->extended to May 1, 2011
TO DO:
Read the rest of the excerpt for Camille and tell me a sentence that stands out for you.
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