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Then his fingers trembled on her ankle–tightened around her foot. His head shifted, turning toward her. With a growl, she crashed the poker down onto his head. His hand jerked. A gurgling noise arose, not from his throat but from his chest, from deep down, as if he were fighting for something. Struggling. His eyes shifted toward her. Joan raised the poker again. The gurgling stopped–not abruptly but in a final, lingering, prolonged, exhalation of breath. His lungs gradually expelled every last atom of oxygen. .Cate Campbell Beatty
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The law isn't merciful.Cate Campbell Beatty
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Joan spoke kindly, explaining patiently, as he always patiently explained things to her. “It’s like in that book you gave me, Jane Eyre. Jane says she isn’t a bird caught in a net. Instead she’s a human being with an independent will and that she has a treasure inside her that will keep her alive, no matter if anything bad happens.Cate Campbell Beatty
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No, ” Joan vowed. She grabbed Bash’s shirt. “I don’t want this. Didn’t want this to happen.” Screams resonated. Bash continued quietly, “None of us do. That’s not up to us. We have to decide what we’re going to do with what we’re given. Play the cards dealt to us.Cate Campbell Beatty
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It was not that donors had no loyalty to each other, but they were not ashamed to betray a fellow donor. In its wisdom the Alliance promulgated the moral rules–the main one being one’s duty to the Alliance. The Alliance was sacred–all else secondary. But not all donors–or citizens–bought into that. Many knew in their hearts there was more to life.Cate Campbell Beatty
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During the night a fine, delicate summer rain had washed the plains, leaving the morning sky crisp and clean. The sun shone warm–soon to bake the earth dry. It cast a purple haze across the plain–like a great, dark topaz. In the trees the birds sang, while the squirrels jumped from branch to branch in seeming good will, belying the expected tension of the coming days.Cate Campbell Beatty