MEL GORDON

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I lined up the white powder along the blade of a knife with unsteady hands. I took the wooden straw I’d kept from the Hollow—made by some of the earth wielders who specialized in wood—and snorted a third line within a five-minute span.
MEL GORDON
Atta boy
A Touch of Gold and Madness (Celestials of Arcadia #1)
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