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Although it was difficult, I resisted the urge to turn around and gawk at the two at the back of the room. I had to admit, they were rather amusing. Most of the other students had arrived after I had, and I had no idea how many people were behind me, but it sounded as if we had a packed house. Feeling that it would be rude to turn and stare at every one who put in an appearance, I studiously kept my eyes forward after he positioned me.
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The Waves of a Crowd
Turning Point
Jeremy McHarry
The Waves of a Crowd / 11th of series: Turning Point / By Jeremy McHarry
Published 2023 by Bentockiz
e-book Imprint: Uniochlors
e-book Registration: Stockholm, Sweden
e-book ISBN: 9789198834277
e-book editing: Athens, Greece
Cover Images created via AI art generators
Table of Contents
Title Page
Introduction
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Introduction
Through books we come into contact with everything important that has happened in the past, analyzing also current events and putting our thoughts together to predict the future. The book is a window to the world, acquiring valuable knowledge and sparking our vivid imagination. It is a means of entertainment and is generally seen as a best friend, or as a slave that carries together all valuable information for us. The book is a friend who stays together without demands, a friend you call upon at every moment and abandon when you want.
It accompanies us in the hours of boredom and loneliness, while at the same time it entertains us. In general, a book does not ask anything from us, while it waits patiently on a dusty shelf to give us its information, to get us out of dead ends and to travel us to magical worlds.
This may be the travel mission of our books. Abstract narration, weird or unconscious thoughts difficult to be understood, but always genuine and full of life experiences, these are stories of life that can’t be overlooked easily.
Chapter One
“Can I get you anything else, Ms. Smith?”
“No thanks, Dot, I’m fine,” I said smiling slightly at the young, slightly plump teenager. “By the way, the new Twisted Tails book, Blood Ties, just came in. I put it back for you.”
“That’s great! I love that series. The prequel, Frozen Dawn, was good, but too short so I was excited when Bloodlines came out. I do kinda wish that Doctor Minsk had actually shown up in Bloodlines instead of just being mentioned, because I really liked him, but I have to say that I absolutely love his son Alexandre.”
“Were you disappointed in Bloodlines?” I asked in concern.
“No!” she exclaimed. “Bloodlines was great! I can hardly wait to see what happens in Blood Ties. The author, Chrystal Bahl—I love that name—left it on a cliffhanger. Have you read the new one yet?”
“As a matter of fact, I have.”
“So, what did you think?”
“I’m not sure,” I hedged, “but I’ll be very interested in your opinion.”
“I’m sure I’ll love it,” Dot gushed. “I mean hot werewolves like Jay and Alexandre...and Blake...what’s not to love?”
I smiled at Dot’s contagious enthusiasm.
“And even though Quort’s not a werewolf,” she continued, “he’s so cute and funny and I hope he’s okay. Chrystal Bahl better not have killed him and Dee off or I’ll be ticked. Did she kill them off?”
“Well...”
“Wait...don’t tell me. I’ll find out tonight...that is, if you don’t mind me dropping by the library after work and checking it out...?”
“I don’t mind at all.”
“Thank you so much, Ms. Smith.”
“No problem, Dot,” I rose and deposited a hefty tip on the table next to my empty plate.
“How do you do it?” Dot asked as I pushed my chair up to the table.
Her question alarmed me. Had Dot somehow guessed my secret? Had I been that obvious?
“How do I do what?”
“Eat salads all the time?”
I sagged in relief. Silly me...of course she couldn’t possibly know...no one knew...
“I mean,” she continued as she cleared my table, oblivious to the distress she’d unwittingly caused, “I want to lose weight, but I love food too much. I’d die without pizza and chocolate.”
“Those are in a food group all their own,” I acknowledged ruefully. “I used to be able to down a large pizza all by myself in one sitting...and chocolate...that was my secret best friend.”
“What happened to make you stop?” she asked almost desperately as she straightened, dishes in hand.
“Life happened,” I said with a tinge of bitterness I couldn’t control, but hoped Dot hadn’t noticed, “And it changed...well...everything.”
“Ooohhh...tell me! Maybe it will help me, too.”
“What happened to me wasn’t a good thing, Dot,” I said as kindly as I could. “Please believe me when I say that you don’t want to go through what I did in order to lose interest in food. It’s not worth it.”
“But you’re so thin and beautiful. I wish I was thin and beautiful.”
