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What book should they be under? We can move them.
Hi Emily, I have already added them to the correct book so no need to move them thanks, just need to be deleted from "The King Who Disappeared" – Hank Quense.Thank you
Hi Emily, I have already added them to the correct book so no need to move them thanks, just need to be deleted from "The King Who Disappeared" – Hank Quense.
Request to delete quotes
Hello. Can you please remove quotes attributed to The King Who Disappeared – Hank Quense, as they are actually from a different book and were added to this book by mistake. I have deleted them from my quotes but they are still showing on the book quotes.
The following need to be removed.
From the scene arrayed before her now, Tsula knows this new body means something entirely different. The tight bunchings of onlookers in hushed conversation. The watery eyes and mouths covered by fingers. This is how people gather when the dead is one of their own.
The current needs of survival leave little time for luxuries like sentimentality. It is, he figures, a kind of mercy. No time to dwell on what was lost when there is more yet to protect.
Junior finds what he’s seeking in a swale between two ridges. He glasses down at the elk from a hillside aflame with autumn color. The animal strides through the clearing about five hundred yards due east, dipping its head now and then to nibble on receding grass that soon will disappear for the winter.
In the years that followed, Tsula would find that she could not recall that walk to the edge or the thrust of her legs into the air. Her clearest memory more than twenty years later is of the long, breathless wait as she fell, seemingly forever, and the water swallowing her at last. When she burst from its surface, unhurt, her mind noisy and electric, she grabbed for Jamie and kissed him hard.
Harlan chuckles to himself and shakes his head, as though enjoying a joke only he has heard. ‘Now I guess it’s only fair to warn you,’ he says. ‘This is not going to go the way you want it to.’
“Tsula and Abbott spy the cabin in a clearing beyond the trees. It appears almost spectral through the gossamer mist—at first, just a hint of a shape. A blocky shadow rising from the ground.