“Don’t you touch her,’ threatened Esther, ‘or I’ll claw your face off.’ Steven turned away from Abigail and eyed Esther instead. ‘I’d like to see you try.’ ‘I bet you would,’ snapped Esther, ‘ you've got such an ugly mug it’d probably make for an improvement.”
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Jack Croxall,
Tethers
“For a long time they sat in silence, observing the huddles of juvenile reeds peeking through the water’s surface, and watching the scores of bank-rooted daisies nodding their dainty heads in time with the gentle breeze.”
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Jack Croxall,
Tethers