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Review by AliceNgoreland
Rated: 13+ | (4.0)
Hello again,

I came back because you asked.


At the time I was employed as a Grade 4 wastewater treatment plant operator for the city of Lowell,Mass and worked forty-two hours a week, three and a half days on/off, and alternating weekends.

Lowell, Mass.





For some reason that she never explained she had never liked Sherman, but as he was my friend and since I made it a point to allow her to see her friends, whether I liked them or not, I wasn't about to let her tell me who I could be friends with.{/b]

explained she never

, but because he was




"What do you mean a change in plans?", I asked.

plans?" I



"I've got two fifteen year old bottles of scotch and a case of Heffenreffer and I thought we'd get drunk today instead." he replied with a mile long grin on his face.

fifteen-year

instead,"



" I don't think Joanna would appreciate me driving drunk, especially in the new car."

"I




" That's ok, if you're too drunk to drive you can crash here, just call her and tell her you won't be home tonight."

"That's OK,



" Don't you think it's a little early in the morning to be drinking scotch with beer chasers?"

"Don't



" I thought this could be your belated bachelor party,since you didn't have one before you married Joanna."

"I

party, since



"Ok, your on!" I exclaimed,"but if I feel like taking a power nap later I don't want you ragging on me."

you're



When the bottle of scotch was about 3/4 gone he went upstairs to his room and was gone for about five minutes.

three-froths



"Ok Sherm, what are you up to?".

"OK

Remove the period.



He just looked at me and said "What's the problem, what JoAnna doesn't know won't hurt her.

said,



Good cliff hanger.

I am glad to see you still working on it. If you love writing and want to succeed, that is a huge part of it.



Alice
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Review by AliceNgoreland
Rated: 13+ | (2.5)
Hello,

I woke up at five am and went through my usual morning routine of showering, brewing a pot of coffee and catching the local weather.

Most of the time you should spell out numbers, the one exception is time. It should read: 5AM


I woke up at five am and went through my usual morning routine of showering, brewing a pot of coffee and catching the local weather.

Unless you are going to walk through him pouring coffee cut this down to:

I woke up at five am and went through my usual morning routine of showering, coffee and catching the local weather.




You should also place a line of space between paragraphs.



My friend Sherman and I planned to fishing that day and I had a forty-five minute ride to North Andover,Mass. from Londonderry, NH..

to go fishing

Andover, Mass

NH.



My wife,JoAnna, came out of our bedroom and asked why I was up so early, as I usually slept in on my day off.

wife, JoAnna



At the time I was employed as a Grade 4 wastewater treatment plant operator for the city of Lowell,Mass and worked forty-two hours a week, three and a half days on/off,and alternating weekends.

Lowell, Mass

off, and


I told her that Sherman and I was going fishing for the day and I had to be at his house by six-thirty.

were going

This is redundant. Cut the first reference to going fishing.




After some muttering under her breath she went back to bed.

I wish you would expand upon this. I think this could be a real source of reality and color to the story.



For some reason that she never explained she had never liked Sherman,but as he was my friend and since I made it a point to allow her to see her friends,whether I liked them or not, I wasn't about to let her tell me who I could be friends with.

Consider:

For reasons she never

explained,

Sherman, but

friends, whether



I arrived at Shermans' house about six-thirty five and knocked on his door.

Sherman's



Opening the door he told me that there was a change in plans.

This is all telling the reader and not showing us. This would be better if it were dialog.



"What do you mean a change in plans?", I asked.

plans?" I



"I've got two fifteen year old bottles of scotch and a case of Heffenreffer and I thought we'd get drunk today instead." he replied with a mile long grin on his face.

instead," he


" I don't think Joanna would appreciate me driving drunk, especially in the new car."

"I


" That's ok, if you're too drunk to drive you can crash here, just call her and tell her you won't be home tonight."

"That's

OK,

or

okay,

drive,




" Don't you think it's a little early in the morning to be drinking scotch with beer chasers?"

"Don't



" I thought this could be your belated bachelor party,since you didn't have one before you married Joanna."

"I

party, since

JoAnna."



"Ok, your on!" I exclaimed,"but if I feel like taking a power nap later I don't want you ragging on me."

"OK,

or

"Okay,

exclaimed, "But



He came back downstairs with the other bottle and had a mischevious gleam in his eye.

If you are in the USA:

mischievous



"Ok Sherm, what are you up to?".

"Okay

to?"




He always was up to something when he had that look in his eye.He just looked at me like I was imagining things and didn't say a word, so I let it go.

eye. He


I can see why she does not like Sherman.

I also get the impression the new marriage is headed for some rough times.


He just looked at me and said "what's the problem, what Joanna doesn't know won't hurt her.

said, "What's

JoAnna



I hope you found this review helpful. At this time I cannot give this a highish rating. However should you do some revisions on it and let me know I will be happy to look at again and give another rate.


Welcome to WDC.

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Review of Still Searching  
Review by AliceNgoreland
Rated: E | (3.5)
Hello,

Okay here is what I really. I would want the same from you as well.



There was a road.
It stretched out before him for miles and miles, seemingly limitless. The straightest, truest thing he’d ever seen. It didn’t stop, wouldn’t stop, couldn’t stop. He would never believe it. The road was dusty, bumpy and filled with potholes. For some reason, he liked it better that way. It lent the road a homelier atmosphere, almost as if it was saying, “You’re beat up, and so am I. Let’s take this journey together.” This road, this worthless, pathetic stretch of concrete was his only friend. It would never lie to him, never try to lead him in the wrong direction. It simply went, and gave him the choice to go or not go. There was freedom in it; it took him away from everything, or to everything, whichever was most apt at any given time.


Cut the first line. One: it is not a grabber. Two: you do not need it.



It stretched out before him for miles and miles, seemingly limitless. The straightest, truest thing he’d ever seen. It didn’t stop, wouldn’t stop, couldn’t stop. He would never believe it. The road was dusty, bumpy and filled with potholes. For some reason, he liked it better that way. It lent the road a homelier atmosphere, almost as if it was saying, “You’re beat up, and so am I. Let’s take this journey together.” This road, this worthless, pathetic stretch of concrete was his only friend. It would never lie to him, never try to lead him in the wrong direction. It simply went, and gave him the choice to go or not go. There was freedom in it; it took him away from everything, or to everything, whichever was most apt at any given time.




The road was dusty, bumpy and filled with potholes.

I think you cut this word; "bumpy".

If a road has pot holes it is bumpy, so you do not need.

Plus it would make it less cute.



For some reason, he liked it better that way.

I would cut; For some reason,



Let’s take this journey together.”


I think this wording is little too well-worn. If you were to rework it more, it help the story have more of a YOU feel to it.




This road, this worthless, pathetic stretch of concrete was his only friend.

Most roads are not made of concrete. They are made of asphalt.


It simply went, and gave him the choice to go or not go.

I would cut the last "go" you do not need it.


There was freedom in it; it took him away from everything, or to everything, whichever was most apt at any given time.

I think you have a wrong tense here.

There was freedom in it; it taking him away from everything, or to everything, whichever was most apt at any given time.


So the paragraph would read something like this:


It stretched out before him for miles and miles, seemingly limitless. The straightest, truest thing he’d ever seen. It didn’t stop, wouldn’t stop, couldn’t stop. He would never believe it. The road was dusty, filled with potholes. He liked it better that way. It lent the road a homelier atmosphere, almost as if it was saying, “You’re beat up, and so am I. Let’s take this journey together.” This road, this worthless, pathetic stretch of asphalt was his only friend. It would never lie to him, never try to lead him in the wrong direction. It simply went, and gave him the choice to go or not. There was freedom in it; it took him away from everything, or to everything, whichever was most apt at any given time.



This particular time, he was trying to get away.

You do not need this line.


He had a disturbing feeling that his life was wrong, not that something was missing, just simply that it was wrong.

You could lose "that it was" and it would be tighter.



That feeling had been nagging him, haunting him for the past couple weeks until he couldn’t take it anymore.

Too many "Thats".

Consider:

The feeling had been nagging him, haunting him for the past couple weeks until he couldn’t take it anymore.



And that’s what he was most afraid of, that nothing would happen, ever.

happen--ever.


There was his job, which he worked Mondays, Tuesdays, Thursdays and Fridays, 10 hours a day, every week, all the time, never using vacation time.

Consider:

He worked Mondays, Tuesdays, Thursdays and Fridays, 10 hours a day, every week, all the time, never using vacation time.

And you should spell 10.




{b]His desk, empty, except for the computer which had held the same files for two years, a picture of his girlfriend, smiling, so full of life, and two pencils, always two for no reason in particular.

computer, which held


He was always taking this thing to the shop because, even though he didn’t want to admit it, it was dying; it was losing the life, the vitality that had compelled him to buy it in the first place.

Cut the first two words.

Okay, what do you mean by "thing"?



He had been driving for a while, probably about 2 hours before he started to zone out.

two


Overall, I liked it.

I would still like to know his name and who he felt lied to him.


Hope I was some help here and there.


Alice
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429
Review of The Deck's Ace  
Review by AliceNgoreland
Rated: 18+ | (4.0)
Hello,

Torrance Dovolo; Mob Hitman, Savior, General, President . She has gone by many names, but this book takes a look at her origins.

President.


Most of these are not names. They are titles.


When A terrible snowboarding accident causes Tori to looses her memories, how will she, and those around her, keep everything under control? How can she maintain the powerhouse she once was when she doesnt remember her own name?With several groups calling for her head, can Torrance regain enough of who she was in time to save her life, as well as everyone else?

When a terrible

How can she maintain the powerhouse she once was when she doesnt remember her own name? With several groups calling for her head, can Torrance regain enough of who she was in time to save her life, as well as everyone else?

^Needs a space between sentences.^

doesn't


Other than that, it all work.



Alice
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Review of GREYHOUND GRIFTER  
Review by AliceNgoreland
Rated: 18+ | (4.0)
Hello,

This is my bus! My real chance! Ellie thought as she looked at the other passengers waiting to board. I hope no one can see how excited I am. They’ll think I’m some kind of stupid rube or a silly dreamer like mother does; but I’m going to be a star. I’ll show mother. I’ll show them all.

You should not have "Ellie thought as she looked at the other passengers waiting to board. " in italics too.



Hollywood won’t give the women on this bus a second glance They’re all chunks of lead and the men aren’t much better --except for that tall guy with the dark hair and Gable moustache.

glance.



“The name’s Pete. What’s yours?

yours?"



“Where you comin’ from, Ell?

Ell?"



“Ladies and Gentlemen, Blythe, California is just a few miles down the road. You’ll have 30 minutes to get yourself some breakfast.

breakfast."


You seem to use some older terms for things. That would be great if it were set them. I am referring to: trousers, bakers dozen,A real flat-tire, fair and square, you crumb.

I liked that you should the era with these and the references to the older movie stars. Well done.


““Fella, I can do whatever I want on my bus and I got these guys behind me to prove it.”

"Fella,



.
I felt the title gave the ending away.



Alice
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431
Review of I See Dead People  
Review by AliceNgoreland
Rated: 18+ | (4.5)
My dearest friend,

I wanted you to know, it REALLY came close to winning. If I could have I would given it you both, but Nic will not allow it.

I still love this and know that it will stay with for a long time.

Did the other find it humorous too? Or was it just me.

Hey you entering the autopsy contest I thought you would a cracker job of it.



ALice
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Review by AliceNgoreland
Rated: 13+ | (5.0)
I thought I would pop your port and return to some of the time you were so generous in giving me.

I chose this because it appeared to be something you were currently working on. I am so glad I did. This is utterly charming. I thought so smartly done and sweet.

You put a real smile on my face!

Truly a 5.

Oh FYI . . . I did use the notes on Deathly Delights this morning. I wish I could have used them sooner but I was busy returning reviews.

I also sent a donation to ROAK with a review of the reading list yesterday.

WIth a warm heart I thank you!

Alice
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Review by AliceNgoreland
Rated: E | (4.0)
Hello again,

My story was kind of long and what I read of yours was rather short so I thought I owed you a little more.


He took it down, to try it on, so he could take a look

look.



He took them out by the old Pine trees.

pine trees.




“Little boy, fire is dangerous! It is not a game!.”{/b]

game!"




In the future; may I suggest, you ask your Mom or Dad for help.

Children shouldn’t do things, all upon themselves.

Someone could of gotten hurt, or even worse than that.

The fire chief told Lester; curiosity got the cat.

You need to ask a grown up, when you are in doubt.

Your parents or your teachers will tell you all about…


I am sure this is clear with the illustrations, but who is saying this?




Good luck with your book!


Alice
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Review of Opened Closure  
Review by AliceNgoreland
Rated: E | (4.0)
Thank you for taking the time in reviewing my work.

I liked the title and tag worked well also.


Something for you to consider:


The only sound visible was the cool breeze blowing in our window.


I do not think you can see a sound.



I have a hard believe this is a recollection of a person that is only one. I am not saying 10, but 2 or 3 maybe.



It stood out like sore thumb.

I think that one of the greatest challenges of writer is to revamp familiar saying and make them our own.


Tears poured down my cheeks.

In all the children I have raised, I have never seen a little cry without hollering too. This is one of the things that makes it seem like an older child.


Wonderful description.

Good spelling, formatting and grammar.

My only real qualm is the age, but I am one person. If this was written about an older child, I would been compelled to give it a higher rating.



Welcome to WDC. I hope you get as much out of it as I have.



Alice
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Review of I See Dead People  
Review by AliceNgoreland
Rated: 18+ | (4.5)
I am thrilled to see you back up.

I probably should not have, but I found this funny.



“I see dead people”

You forgot your period. This is the one near the end.



The only thing I would consider are:



“I see dead people”

“Where?”

“Everywhere.”


Tell me who is saying this.



Brilliant.



Alice
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Review of The Skeleton Key  
Review by AliceNgoreland
Rated: 13+ | (4.0)
Okay the next thing, you should work on are the tenses. I have to look out for this too.

"Is" is current. "Was" is past tense. You have both in the same story. You have to make the story one or the other but not at the same time.



Jack, a small, half wire haired terrier half mutt, is at his usual post on the dock of Sailfish Bay Marina in Key West Florida making sure anything from a treasure thief to a misguided pelican stays far away from his master’s boat.

mutt, was



Laying on his back with his paws in the air, listening to the sounds of the warm summer water lapping against the hull of Gill’s ship, the “Skeleton Key”.

Laid

listened


The ship Skeleton Key is a beautiful seventy foot, thirty passenger sea going yacht that had been built in the Netherlands in the late 1960’s and was classed originally as an ice breaker.

Key was



She was purchased by Gill from his longtime childhood friend Brad Dennon and after a thorough refitting was restored and made into a charter boat for everyone from weekend fishermen to the occasional diver slash treasure hunter who may want to go out for as long as three and a half weeks at a time.

may have wanted



The ship is 11.52 meters at the beam with two MAK 2495 horse power engines that can muster up some 21 knot speeds.

ship was



It has two 208 horse power auxiliary engines and two 400 horse thrusters at the bow and stern.

It was



She has a full bathroom with a commode, stainless steel shower and lavatory.

She had



Brad Dennon is the manager of the southwest branch of Huntington Financial.

Dennon was


Huntington Financial practically owns half of southeastern Florida and has branches around the world.

and had



Brad let Gill have the boat for about one third of its worth to try to help his friend achieve the career that he had always dreamed of and to better his financial stability.

Gill had

worth trying


Brad’s company holds the note on the Key, and he has had to go to bat for Gill numerous times to avoid repossession of the craft.

held the note

he had



Unbeknownst to Gill, he has also had to sneak a couple of payments on the ship to the bank from his own personal account.

he had also



Brad was always the smart one growing up and in turn always looked out for his best friend who was neither very business savvy nor thrifty.

Brad was always the smart one growing up, and in turn, always looked out for his best friend who was neither very business savvy nor thrifty.


His only real link to the outside world is what he gets from his UHF ships radio and what he picks up during local conversations at The Porpoise Pub, his local watering hole.

world was


Jack suddenly comes to full alert and jumps from his warm spot on the dock to the gang plank of the Key.

came

and jumped

dock,




“Good Morning Jack.” Gill said as he poured dog food into Jacks bowl.

Jack,"


“Catch any suspicious seagulls this morning?

morning?"


Gill finishes filling Jacks bowl and kneels down to give his friend breakfast and a thorough petting and scratching.

Gill finished filling Jacks bowl, kneeled down and gave his friend breakfast and a thorough petting and scratch.

As best he could recall he had been in a rears with his payments for the last four months.

recall,



That, and some persuasion from Brad, may keep the bank off him as long as he promised the money he stood to make go directly to the bank, he hoped.

kept



Gill finished his breakfast and put the used bowls and pans in the sink. He then headed for his room to get ready for what was sure to be a grueling hour long gripe session.
In his mind he could see ten bank big shots with the old English judge wigs on, sitting behind a judge’s bench pointing their fingers at him and demanding the return of the Key. Not a pretty picture for him and almost enough to make him lose his breakfast he had just finished. He had to get money in the bank and fast. As he was laying out his clothes and preparing the shower it dawned on him just what it would mean to lose his beautiful boat. His life would be over as he knew it. The thought of doing anything else in this world was to him, well, unthinkable.
His shower done and his “meeting clothes” on he stepped off the gangplank leading from the Key and onto the dock of the marina. Jack jumped on the dock directly behind him.

“Stay.” Gill said firmly, “I will be back as soon as I can.”
Jack sat immediately and gave him a longing look; almost as if he knew his master was preparing to walk the plank.


FORMATTING:

Gill finished his breakfast and put the used bowls and pans in the sink. He then headed for his room to get ready for what was sure to be a grueling hour long gripe session.

In his mind he could see ten bank big shots with the old English judge wigs on, sitting behind a judge’s bench pointing their fingers at him and demanding the return of the Key. Not a pretty picture for him and almost enough to make him lose his breakfast he had just finished. He had to get money in the bank and fast. As he was laying out his clothes and preparing the shower it dawned on him just what it would mean to lose his beautiful boat. His life would be over as he knew it. The thought of doing anything else in this world was to him, well, unthinkable.

His shower done and his “meeting clothes” on he stepped off the gangplank leading from the Key and onto the dock of the marina. Jack jumped on the dock directly behind him.

“Stay.” Gill said firmly, “I will be back as soon as I can.”

Jack sat immediately and gave him a longing look; almost as if he knew his master was preparing to walk the plank.


In his mind he could see ten bank big shots with the old English judge wigs on, sitting behind a judge’s bench pointing their fingers at him and demanding the return of the Key.

In his mind, he could see ten bank big shots with the old English judge wigs on, sitting behind a judge’s bench pointing their fingers at him and demanding the return of the Key.



His shower done and his “meeting clothes” on he stepped off the gangplank leading from the Key and onto the dock of the marina. Jack jumped on the dock directly behind him.

“Stay.” Gill said firmly, “I will be back as soon as I can.”
Jack sat immediately and gave him a longing look; almost as if he knew his master was preparing to walk the plank.


FORMATTING:

His shower done and his “meeting clothes” on he stepped off the gangplank leading from the Key and onto the dock of the marina. Jack jumped on the dock directly behind him.

“Stay.” Gill said firmly, “I will be back as soon as I can.”

Jack sat immediately and gave him a longing look; almost as if he knew his master was preparing to walk the plank.



His shower done and his “meeting clothes” on he stepped off the gangplank leading from the Key and onto the dock of the marina. {/b]

Showered, "meeting clothes" on,





“Stay.” Gill said firmly, “I will be back as soon as I can.”
Jack sat immediately and gave him a longing look; almost as if he knew his master was preparing to walk the plank.


FORMATTING:

“Stay," Gill said firmly, “I will be back as soon as I can.”

Jack sat immediately and gave him a longing look; almost as if he knew his master was preparing to walk the plank.


Some waiting and watching, marking their calendars for this day to start their vacations, some were giving birth to their children, some maybe even retiring to a life of ease.

waited and watched, marked


Gill entered the front door of the Huntington Financial building and was met by the receptionist whom he only knew as Barb. “Good Morning Gill,” Barb said smiling, “How are you today?” He returned her smile and as he walked past her in the direction of his friend Brad’s office, “Well Barb,” Gill sighed, “ask me in an hour.”


Gill entered the front door of the Huntington Financial building and was met by the receptionist whom he only knew as Barb. “Good Morning Gill,” Barb said smiling, “How are you today?”

He returned her smile and as he walked past her in the direction of his friend Brad’s office, “Well Barb,” Gill sighed, “ask me in an hour.”


Gill stuck his head in the door of Brad’s office and knocked on the wooden jam, “Anyone home?”
“Come in Gill, have a seat” Brad said as he looked at his watch and pointed to the high backed leather chair across the desk from him, “You’re a little early this morning.”


FORMATTING


Gill stuck his head in the door of Brad’s office and knocked on the wooden jam, “Anyone home?”

“Come in Gill, have a seat” Brad said as he looked at his watch and pointed to the high backed leather chair across the desk from him, “You’re a little early this morning.”



Gill made his way to the chair opposite Brad’s desk and sat down.
“Oh I didn’t sleep much I guess, big day today.” He said nervously as he could already feel the beads of sweat building up on his forehead



Gill made his way to the chair opposite Brad’s desk and sat down.

“Oh I didn’t sleep much I guess, big day today.” He said nervously as he could already feel the beads of sweat building up on his forehead.




“Don’t worry too much Gill, if it comes down to it I can help you out” Brad tried to comfort his old buddy.


“Don’t worry too much Gill, if it comes down to it I can help you out.” Brad tried to comfort his old buddy.


“I left it on the boat; I didn’t figure it was that important, nothing really in it to look over”. He said.

over," he said.



Brad sighed, “Damn it Gill, You’re going to make me lie for you again, these guys are stuffed shirts yes, but they have the power to make your life miserable.” [/b}

Gill! You're



{b] “What would you do without me?” He asked his friend.{/b]

“What would you do without me?” he asked his friend.


“Once again you are saving me man; I don’t know how you put up with me all these years”.

years."



“Well ole buddy, I don’t think you’d be here in this office facing a firing squad if not for me”, Brad chuckled.

me,"



“I wish you would just let me give you the money for the whole loan, but I know, I know”,

know,"


he said holding his hands up in front of him,

him.


“I wont mention that, I don’t want to battle you for an hour over it anymore, but I am helping you because your my favorite person on earth,” he paused and smiled,

smiled.



“I don’t either Brad, in fact you need to swing by the boat when you can get out of here this evening, I caught some fresh dolphin and tuna I’d like to grill you some filets, maybe even have a beer or two.” Gill said still sipping his coffee.
“Sounds like a plan, I can’t stay out to late though, I have to get home and pack to go to Bimini in the morning. My plane leaves at 5:50 A.M. and I won’t be back till next Wednesday.”


FORMATTING:


“I don’t either Brad, in fact you need to swing by the boat when you can get out of here this evening, I caught some fresh dolphin and tuna I’d like to grill you some filets, maybe even have a beer or two.” Gill said still sipping his coffee.

“Sounds like a plan, I can’t stay out to late though, I have to get home and pack to go to Bimini in the morning. My plane leaves at 5:50 A.M. and I won’t be back till next Wednesday.”


“Sounds like a plan, I can’t stay out to late though, I have to get home and pack to go to Bimini in the morning.

plan.



“Oh, is that this weekend? I thought you weren’t leaving for another two weeks” Gill said with a puzzled look on his face.

weeks,"


“Yes, My meeting was moved up because the architects finished their plans early for an upcoming project over there, I am supposed to ok the plans and start processing their loan.”

there.

OK
or
okay



Brad sighed “Their raring to start tearing up 35 acres of prime beach front to put up a condo, so hence; I have to be gone by morning.”

sighed,




“Ouch, man I hate to hear that, not enough virgin beaches left in the world if you ask me.” Gill said finishing off his coffee and wiping his chin of the last drop. “So what does thirty five acres of beachfront go for in Bimini?” Gill asked out of curiosity.
“Well, let’s just say you can sell a condo unit for four hundred thousand, that just for one unit out of the whole condo”. Brad said. “The property over there is worth much more, think about it, all of North Bimini is only seven miles long and seven hundred feet wide, thirty five prime acres of that small of a land mass it worth a kings ransom ”.
The telephone buzzed on Brad’s desk, it was Barb, “Mr. Dennon, New York on the phone for you”. She said. “Thank you Barbara.” Brad said and looked seriously at Gill.


FORMATTING:


“Ouch, man I hate to hear that, not enough virgin beaches left in the world if you ask me.” Gill said finishing off his coffee and wiping his chin of the last drop. “So what does thirty five acres of beachfront go for in Bimini?” Gill asked out of curiosity.

“Well, let’s just say you can sell a condo unit for four hundred thousand, that just for one unit out of the whole condo”. Brad said. “The property over there is worth much more, think about it, all of North Bimini is only seven miles long and seven hundred feet wide, thirty five prime acres of that small of a land mass it worth a kings ransom ”.

The telephone buzzed on Brad’s desk, it was Barb, “Mr. Dennon, New York on the phone for you”. She said. “Thank you Barbara.” Brad said and looked seriously at Gill.


“Well, let’s just say you can sell a condo unit for four hundred thousand, that just for one unit out of the whole condo”. Brad said.

condo," Brad said.


“The property over there is worth much more, think about it, all of North Bimini is only seven miles long and seven hundred feet wide, thirty five prime acres of that small of a land mass it worth a kings ransom ”.

ransom."


The telephone buzzed on Brad’s desk, it was Barb, “Mr. Dennon, New York on the phone for you”. She said. “Thank you Barbara.” Brad said and looked seriously at Gill.{/b]



The telephone buzzed on Brad’s desk, it was Barb, “Mr. Dennon, New York on the phone for you," she said.

“Thank you Barbara," Brad said and looked seriously at Gill.





“Mr. Dennon?” Gill said with a laugh, “I will just never get used to that.”
Brad rolled his eyes and said, “Showtime Gill, remember, professional, articulate and don’t be scared of these guys, I know them and their all fat and ugly.” Brad smiled and leaned forward to hit the conference call button on his phone.




“Mr. Dennon?” Gill said with a laugh. “I will just never get used to that.”

Brad rolled his eyes and said, “Showtime Gill, remember, professional, articulate and don’t be scared of these guys. I know them, and their all fat and ugly.” Brad smiled and leaned forward to hit the conference call button on his phone.



“Huntington Financial this is Brad Dennon speaking” he said trying to sound as professional as possible.

speaking," he




“Seems as though it may be to late for him,” Mr. Brock said smugly, “Not many other companies would even consider keeping his account in the situation it is in.”
Gill watched as Brad scribbled something on a paper and slid it to him from across his desk. It said two words. “Scare Tactics.”


FORMATTING


“Seems as though it may be to late for him,” Mr. Brock said smugly, “Not many other companies would even consider keeping his account in the situation it is in.”

Gill watched as Brad scribbled something on a paper and slid it to him from across his desk. It said two words. “Scare Tactics.”


“Seems as though it may be to late for him,” Mr. Brock said smugly,

him." Mr.


It said two words. “Scare Tactics.”{/b]

words,



Brad dove right into the bottom line, “Mr. Brock, it appears that one payment can be made of one thousand dollars by Monday of next week, and then four more thousand can be made to his account before the end of the month”.

month."




Gill’s jaw almost hit the floor as he mouthed the words “Four Thousand.”


words,



“I have that information right here let me see”,

see,"



Ms. Banks chimed in, “I for one would like to hear directly from the owner of this loan, does he talk?” She said in the best “you’re a loser” voice she could muster.
“Certainly, Let me introduce you to Mr. Gill Preston, Gill,” Brad said as he grimaced and pointed to his friend.

“Uh, yea, I am here, over”. He said as he made the motion of a gun to his head with his hand and pretending to pull the trigger.
“It wont be necessary to say over Mr. Preston, this is not ship to shore radio”, Donna said, still with her voice in the same tone. “Mr. Dennon has set up a rather vigorous payment schedule for you judging from your past, can you honor the time tables we have been given”?


FORMATTING:

Ms. Banks chimed in, “I for one would like to hear directly from the owner of this loan, does he talk?” She said in the best “you’re a loser” voice she could muster.

“Certainly, Let me introduce you to Mr. Gill Preston, Gill,” Brad said as he grimaced and pointed to his friend.

“Uh, yea, I am here, over”. He said as he made the motion of a gun to his head with his hand and pretending to pull the trigger.

“It wont be necessary to say over Mr. Preston, this is not ship to shore radio”, Donna said, still with her voice in the same tone. “Mr. Dennon has set up a rather vigorous payment schedule for you judging from your past, can you honor the time tables we have been given”?




Ms. Banks chimed in, “I for one would like to hear directly from the owner of this loan, does he talk?” She said in the best “you’re a loser” voice she could muster.


she said




“Uh, yea, I am here, over”. He said as he made the motion of a gun to his head with his hand and pretending to pull the trigger.



over," he



“It wont be necessary to say over Mr. Preston, this is not ship to shore radio”,

radio,"



“Mr. Dennon has set up a rather vigorous payment schedule for you judging from your past, can you honor the time tables we have been given”?

“Mr. Dennon has set up a rather vigorous payment schedule for you judging from your past, can you honor the time tables we have been given?"




“I uh, think I uh,” Gill stumbled for words that just weren’t there. Brad motioned for him to get closer to the phone. Gill stood up and put his face six inches from the receiver on Brad’s desk.
“I think I will be able to do everything Brad stated.” Gill sounded nervous.
“Think is not a word I personally wanted to hear Mr. Preston,” Ms. Banks replied, “All I expect is a definite answer, yes or no. It appears after reviewing your financial record we have a history of having to chase you every month at payment time.” Gill was starting to get a little upset by this woman’s tone. He bit his lip and flipped his middle finger in the direction of the phone.


FORMATTING:


“I uh, think I uh,” Gill stumbled for words that just weren’t there. Brad motioned for him to get closer to the phone. Gill stood up and put his face six inches from the receiver on Brad’s desk.

“I think I will be able to do everything Brad stated.” Gill sounded nervous.

“Think is not a word I personally wanted to hear Mr. Preston,” Ms. Banks replied, “All I expect is a definite answer, yes or no. It appears after reviewing your financial record we have a history of having to chase you every month at payment time.” Gill was starting to get a little upset by this woman’s tone. He bit his lip and flipped his middle finger in the direction of the phone.



“Think is not a word I personally wanted to hear Mr. Preston,” Ms. Banks replied,

"Think,

replied.


Gill thought to himself. He pictured a kid fresh out of sixth grade with pimples, braces and pictures of Wonder woman on his bedroom wall.

Woman



Thank you Brad and we all here wish you a good day, Mr. Preston, we will be in touch.” He said.

Brad,

touch," he said.




We can’t wait to hear all the news upon your arrival back in the states. Keep up the good work down there.” He added.

there," he




“Thank you Mr. Brock and thank everyone there in New York for giving the audience to my client, if you need any further information I will be in all day, just give me a call.” Brad said and with that he hit the button to end the conference.



Brock,

client. If

information,



Better over all.



Alice Again...






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Review of No Sunday Siesta  
Review by AliceNgoreland
Rated: E | (4.5)
Hello again,

The last one was so delightful, I had to come back for more.




“Passable”, for my own appearance was all I usually aimed for, if my clothes were matching and on straight, that’s today’s job well done as far as I was concerned.

Passable,"


This time the “shushing” came from all the other adults in the room, I tried to quell further inquiry with a meaningful glance, but Ravi was intent elsewhere.
Jeev jumped in with an involved explanation, to try flooding as a method of curbing curious minds.


This needs a space between them.



{b]So when they are unhappy or tired, or unwell or old...he calls them to him, that's called"dying.

called dying.

or

called "dying".




That shell has to be burnt so the real self can stay with God, it is an empty shell with no person inside to feel anything.” he said rapidly and firmly.

anything," he




“Sort of like peas and their shells?” he insinuated, fortuitous glance having fallen on the carton of vegetable discards besides me. I recognised this gambit as an attempt to keep the conversation going. And a way to lull the elders into making some rash statement or qualification which could be trotted out as justification for some future dubious conduct... Jeev was less experienced and having started the answer, it became a matter of pride to explain it clearly to his “intelligent” son.
“ No, not exactly, the physical body becomes unnecessary when the soul travels to God....”


This too needs a space between these two paragraphs.



Wonderful also. Although I like the descriptive nature of the other story more, this one is still very good.


Alice






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Review by AliceNgoreland
Rated: 18+ | (4.5)
I think that thing that makes this a real stand out is the use of poetry that intertwined so well. It lends a certain grace, depth and sophistication to the work.

So, in the poem, the Empress lily releases its petals and they form a beautiful floating pad in a pond full of life..insects scurrying and flying, etc.

Lily

life . . . insects

etc..


I love that this looks at the poem in a different than I did. Interesting. I understood why he looked at that way though and it made rethink what I had.



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Review of An Oath Sworn  
Review by AliceNgoreland
Rated: 13+ | (4.0)
I read this because you enter a contest I am interested in.

I found no glaring mistakes in grammar, spelling or formatting.

Overall, I liked the story. There was enough detail to see the world and it never felt over done.

However I did feel that in general the story could be tighten up.



Alice

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for entry "Chapter 1
Review by AliceNgoreland
Rated: 18+ | (4.5)
This one needs to be separated too.

Great opening paragraph.


I lived in Seattle for years. I still miss it.



Along the way, my GPS unit decided to start having issues. At first it was fine, giving me the coordinates and recording my waypoints without a problem. But later, as I got farther into the valley, the GPS unit started taking longer and longer to find a reading. On the fourth or fifth time this happened, I simply gave up on it. I would have enough data to find the entrance to valley again, which was what i cared about most. Weird, though, almost like it couldn’t find any satellite signals at all. I stored it away and kept going.


which was what i cared about most.

I cared about most.




My heart was beating quickly, and not just with the exertion. I was completely taken with the vista before me. It seemed to be a perfect, natural, amphitheater. If it had been carved in the native stone by a master sculptor, it could not have been more symmetrical. There was a stream trickling down the side of the dell, and into a silent pool. There was no outlet, so I figured that there was some underground passage that the water had carved. In the center of the pool was a single block of large grained granite. It was so well shaped that it seemed to have been carved, and yet there were no marks that I could see upon it's surface.


It was so well shaped that it seemed to have been carved, and yet there were no marks that I could see upon it's surface.

its surface.

It's is always short for "it is" or "it has".




Several hours later, I was safely ensconced in my camp. I'd chosen a spot set back from the bowl, closer to the forest on the Eastern edge of the valley. From here, there was a pleasant view of the dell, with it's circle of stones. The sunset’s afterglow provided a warm gold glow over the area, even tinting the granite stone in the central pool with a red-gold fire. I was sitting with my back to a tree, sipping on a cup of coffee. I’d been writing in my journal, making notes for a story and going through my thoughts about my journey while I waited for my dinner to cook. Once the light faded too far to comfortably write, the journal was stowed away and I fixed more coffee and something to eat. There was a small campfire crackling to my side. The best aroma in the world surrounded me, stew on an open fire and good fresh coffee. Life was good.


with it's circle of stones

its



Halfway through my dinner, I heard a most unexpected noise. A wolf's howl. Now I had recently read that timber wolves had been sighted in the Cascades, but with so few of them around I certainly didn't think that I would get this close to one. Leaning back against the tree, I enjoyed the sibilance of that call. Okay, I'll admit that the hairs on the back of my neck strongly resembled steel wire, but I wasn't afraid. That was just a hereditary reaction to the call of the wild. You know, genetic memory.
I started thinking about doing a story about the wolves. Kind of a "Watership Down" for wolves. I was wondering if it would even sell. People can be very prejudiced when it comes to wolves. There are too many examples in our culture of the wolf playing the heavy. Like, ask Little Red Riding Hood if she wants to read a story about kind wolves. The howl came again, closer.


Consider:

Now I recently read that timber wolves had been sighted in the Cascades, but with so few of them around, I certainly didn't think that I would get this close to one.



I think "Watership Down" for wolves would be wonderful.



I think this should be two chapters. Although I am not sure where you would break it.


I must go, but what I have read so far, I love!


ALice


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for entry "Prologue
Review by AliceNgoreland
Rated: 18+ | (4.0)
You really should place a space between each paragraph it would make it easier to read.

The High King and Queen of Avalon sat close together beneath a pavilion of bright blue silk.

Silk would make a horrible cloth for a pavilion.



The King and his Queen were newly reunited after he had returned from a quest that had taken him and twenty of his finest Guard away from Avalon for three thousand years.

I feel you could cur the word, "had" here.

The King and his Queen were newly reunited after he returned from a quest that had taken him and twenty of his finest guard away from Avalon for three thousand years.

guard




They glowed, that is the only way I can explain it. Not like they were emitting light, exactly, but rather some indefinable power.

Consider:

They glowed; not as they were emitting light, but rather some indefinable power.

I think it is cleaner.



“Ok. When we’re done here let’s talk about that.”

"Okay.

"OK.


Great prolong!


Alice
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Review of The Moment  
Review by AliceNgoreland
Rated: 13+ | (3.5)
Hello,

“We’ll see, “ Jack said back casually. Nate hated those words. They made his stomach tight like a knot. They almost always meant “not now, not ever.” Nate imagined having the gun and shooting. “Pow, right in the kisser.” “When will we see?” “Will we see when it is time to go home?”

“We’ll see," Jack said back casually.

Nate hated those words. They made his stomach tight like a knot. They almost always meant “not now, not ever.” Nate imagined having the gun and shooting. “Pow, right in the kisser. When will we see? Will we see when it is time to go home?”


You start far too many sentences with the word "He".



I think you should work out the cliques and try and find more of your voice. This is one of the hardest things to do as a writer.




Alice


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Review of Prince  
Review by AliceNgoreland
Rated: E | (4.5)
Well I am unsure as to how this relates to the larger work.

However, this a great poem.

I can give you no notes for improvement.

I hope I have the comment to a larger work as you do-- SOON.

Thanks for the good read. I always admire a good poem. After a while it becomes apparent that a good poem can very hard to find and even harder to read.


ALice




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Review by AliceNgoreland
Rated: E | (4.0)
Hello,

And thank you for entering the Struck by Lightening. You followed all the rules.

I hope to see you again.

Good opening.

Good dialog.


“Aright! Stop pushing me!”

I think you have a typo. The word, "aright" means. "The right way".



Hacking clouds of dust, the nerdy boy whipped out an inhaler and took a deep puff.

I think you need to change another word here.

http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/hacking


I think this was a nice haunted house story.



Alice


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Review of The Clock Maker  
Review by AliceNgoreland
Rated: 13+ | (3.0)
Hello,


I was born in Sweden near the end of the 18th Century. My mother died as she gave birth to me, Douglas Cairns. My beloved father was a humble clock maker; I loved him and followed in his footsteps. On my 21st birthday he was found in a field, gutted and brutalized, some twenty miles from our family home. I was shattered and a piece of me died that day.

I think this would be an even stronger read if you were to carry the theme more. Perhaps a metaphor of time shattering or stopping...


It began late in the night while toiling away the hours with my clocks. The voices whispered of hideous and violent things as I worked. I feared the loss of my mind as time passed and the maddening racket continued. I dreaded the foreboding messages passed in the night on invisible lips. Months passed; I prayed for relief from my torment, but the voices only grew louder and more aggressive.

I think this would make a much stronger opening.



I feel this would be more effective if you showed us more: What do the voices say, how do they make him feel,

You should also bring the theme of clock somewhere in the closing.


Alice


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Review of The Granson Place  
Review by AliceNgoreland
Rated: ASR | (4.0)
Hey Bill!

I have not read anything of yours for awhile, so I was happy to see your work up for review.

Personally, I found the opening line's wording a little confusing. I was also puzzled buy his age. You say boy but then have him driving. To me, this is an activity of someone who is not a boy.



I remember I had as morbid a streak as any boy my age, was as fascinated as all boys are by the mystery and lurid glamour of death.

Most boys have a streak of fascination with mystery and the lurid glamour of death.




I remember I had as morbid a streak as any boy my age, was as fascinated as all boys are by the mystery and lurid glamour of death. But that night, if I’d trusted to instinct, I would have driven straight home, plopped myself on the sofa, and spent the next couple of hours watching old horror movies on TV with my curiosity in check.

I feel there is a line missing between these two, a kind connective tissue if you will.




He tore through the veil of darkness that hung like folded wings over the old country road that cut through the bristled forest toward the Grandson Manor.

I thought this was a good line.




As usually, great character and descriptive work.



Good pacing.



A nice traditional haunted house story, just perfect for Halloween.



If this is not bound by a word limit, you may wish to add what triggered his recollection of this awful night. Perhaps how it effected his life.


I struggle so with my words, yours always seem to fall so naturally. I envy that.



alice
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Review by AliceNgoreland
Rated: 13+ | (4.0)
Hello and welcome to WDC.

the words crumble in my mouth--

I really liked this line.



like pieces of a shattered mirror,

I feel you should consider something other than a mirror. This has used so many times.



I can not escape them, they are a part of me.

cannot




There are some excellent moments in this poem.

Alice
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Review of A moment's folly  
Review by AliceNgoreland
Rated: 13+ | (4.0)
Hello Elizabeth.

Welcome to WDC. I hope you love it as much as I do. It has made a lot of my dreams come true.

Now on to your review.



A moment's folly

Should be capitalized.

A Moment's Folly




a jubilant camping trip turned into a nightmare as legend unfolded into reality..

Good tag, however you may want to clean it up a bit.

A jubilant camping trip turned into a nightmare as legend unfolded into reality.







A jubilant chorus of the children's Top 100 All-time-favourites echoed all around, as a group of girls trekked up the trails of forest Dandora, humming and singing with high spirits.

To make this a little tighter and remove the feel of redundancy consider cutting, "all around."






It was the summer holiday, and all five of them were bent on having as much fun as they could, to compensate for their over-taxed brain during schoolterm.

Unless the share a brian, I fee it should be brains.





Little Dolly, as everyone calls her because of her petite structure and forever youthful features, commented.

I think you slipped tenses...

called






And for a whole five minutes, the hiking group abandoned any thoughts of finding a clearing in the forest to pitch their tents, and just stood transfixed, giving their minds over to the scent that lures and bids for them.

lured and bid






It was not until Denise came to herself before any sense came back to these girls.

I think this might be more clear if you added a word.

came back to




Patricia dumped her backpack against an oak tree and immediately voiced the thought all of them were pondering in their mind.

minds.





"Yea and now I think I'm having a headache from that toxicating smell."

"Yea,






Macy groaned, rubbing her temples vigorously.

rubbed




"Anyway I actually liked the smell. It was invigorating..."

"Anyway,






"Oh whatever. Can we start feeding our tummies. Mine's been growling for over an hour!" Dolly bemoaned, with a twinkle in her eye as she rubbed her tummy like a little child.

I think you change the second use of the word "tummy."



Not too bad so far. Let me know when you have more.



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Review of Inn at 22  
Review by AliceNgoreland
Rated: 13+ | (4.0)
Good Morning Colleen!

I am so sorry for cutting your review short, but I came back.

I will try and honest and not cruel. I hope you will do the same. It is the only I get any better so I do it for those I read too.

I did a quick search and found that Inn at 22 is a real place. I think you should either note this and maybe even place a picture of the place. If it were not a real place I would advise you spiffy up the name of the place a bit.

I do not think the title is an attention grabber, however there is nothing really wrong with it.




The Inn at 22 was solid lace in the summer, and a snow castle in the winter. In the summer, when you looked at it from the side, the inn would disappear. In the winter, every herringbone banister and ribbon-tied molding would hang with ice crystals, and after time, of course, disappear as well.
No matter what season, the inn glowed from the inside, welcoming all visitors to Cape May to step onto the porch and avoid the rain or join in tea time, even if they were not intending to stay. If the paint was chipping and the innkeeper an old witch, the Inn at 22 would fit the perfect description of a haunted house. But it didn’t. The house was freshly hand painted every year, and the reason the inn was always so welcoming was because of the innkeeper, Renee, and her little daughter Karlie.


All the other paragraphs are indented but these.

I feel you center your title and place it in bold.





The Inn at 22 was solid lace in the summer, and a snow castle in the winter. In the summer, when you looked at it from the side, the inn would disappear.

It is evident from the first line that your close to your own voice.

I stick to my first though on this line... to remove the feeling of redundancy I would place the vivid description in the front.


In the summer, the Inn at 22 was solid lace in the summer, and a snow castle in the winter. In the summer, when you looked at it from the side, the inn would disappear.

To me lace is white so I am unsure why it lacy in the summer. Nor is lace solid. Perhaps...

In the summer, the Inn at 22 wore soft green lace and donned a cape of snow.

I find that it challenging and rewarding when there is symmetry to description. Over all, it sounds better to the ear.




In the summer, when you looked at it from the side, the inn would disappear.

To me this unclear. Why does a large house disappear? It skinner in the summer?

One of the hardest things to do is find a balance of what is in my head, what I write, what I like in my writing, AND what the reader sees.

I myself will often see a hole story, much like a movie and then to try and show my vision to others is difficult. I know all the ends and outs of a story but it is hard to know what a reader will pick up on.

NOTE: I am horrible dyslexic and often skip words when I write. No amount of education can over come that but I try and catch as many mistakes as I can.


Almost to a point of seriousness, Karlie would play dress up “To look clean and presentable for the guests!” or grab the Windex and cleaning supplies and say “The Dormer Room guests are arriving at 11:30…we better be ready!”

I think it should be...

up, "To

say, "The

11:30... we




Karlie had found one place to still be a child: the turret. From the outside the turret was shingled and striped purple and white, the icon on the greeting card Renee sent out every year. From the inside it was the highest, smallest room in the house and perfect for Karlie to “muss up with her things”, as she said. The ladder steps were too hard to manage for most guests, but a perfect princess stairwell for a dreaming little girl.

This paragraph should also be indented.







“No, it’s Renee.”
Jhana’s eyes jumped at the sound of the familiar voice.
Karlie had disappeared.

These too need to be indented.



There is little ghost in your tale and the ending seemed rush compared to rest of the lazy and elegant beginning.




“No, it’s Renee.”
Jhana’s eyes jumped at the sound of the familiar voice.
Karlie had disappeared.
Jhana sold the house to a wealthy businessman set on developing Cape May into a global destination resort. He thought the house was beautiful and stayed there twice a year, and otherwise had Jhana take Renee’s place as the innkeeper at the Inn of 22. Guests talked often about Renee and Karlie, how they missed Renee’s tea times and Karlie’s smiling face, and wished they had not moved away to the city so Karlie could go to a proper school.

The transition between these two events seems too abrupt.





“baby girl, that’s just going to be you.”

"Baby





I would truly like to see you add a bit more to the story, but I found this to good read.




Alice





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Review of Inn at 22  
Review by AliceNgoreland
Rated: 13+ | (4.0)
Hello,

My name is Alice. I love ghost stories and have been fortunate enough to have a couple published. Your story caught my eye.

Here are some of my thoughts:




The Inn at 22 was solid lace in the summer, and a snow castle in the winter. In the summer, when you looked at it from the side, the inn would disappear.

I feel this would more vivid if it were to read



In the summer, the inn at 22 was solid lace


I think it is more vivid and helps to separates it more from the title.








In the summer, when you looked at it from the side, the inn would disappear.


I feel you should tell why it disappears. I am lost as to how this happens.






If the paint was chipping and the innkeeper an old witch, the Inn at 22 would fit the perfect description of a haunted house. But it didn’t.

I think this should be cut. It really does not add to the story. (However I can see your affection for it. But I still think it should cut.)




I will finish my read tomorrow, but I must go.


Alice
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