Tag: YA lit
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OUR SHARP FORSAKEN TEETH, Chapters 28-29
Chapter 28 I tore through the streets of Supplicants Grove, dodging people left and right. Standards stood on every corner, innocent, oblivious. Mr. Bicks wasn’t coming to take me away from them this time. They had no idea what was in their midst … “Millie!” I stumbled to a stop, clutching my side. Gret sprinted…
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OUR SHARP FORSAKEN TEETH, Chapters 25-27
Chapter 25 By the time I got home, I had five more messages from Leela. I stared at the notifications without opening them. She’d already decided she couldn’t look at her mother. Was she wrong? What would they talk about? Would she tell her about me? And what would she say if she did? Leela…
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OUR SHARP FORSAKEN TEETH: Chapters 21-22
Part III: Metamorphology Chapter 21 By the time the pack was ready to leave the park, the puddles had vanished. The desert once again appeared as it always did, with no evidence that it had ever changed at all. Sandra grinned as she counted her money, but I knew what she had just done was…
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OUR SHARP FORSAKEN TEETH: Chapters 18-20
Chapter 18 Before I moved to Supplicants Grove, I had relied on the apathetic dining services workers from the compound and examples from Leela’s soaps to learn how to cook and clean. Something told me that Gret had learned to take care of herself and others in a very different way. I watched as she…
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OUR SHARP FORSAKEN TEETH: Chapters 16-17
Chapter 16 I followed Gret to the park in silence. She did a quick sweep, and when she didn’t see Sandra, Rosie, or that rich man she was avoiding, she threw herself down onto the dry ground beneath a supplicant tree and thrust the glass of water up at me. “Will you just drink it?”…
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OUR SHARP FORSAKEN TEETH, Chapters 14-15
Chapter 14 I swore to myself I wouldn’t use the mud again, but the next morning, it hardly mattered. My burns had completed more than a week’s worth of healing overnight. I felt dirtier after my shower than I did before, even as my skin delighted in the water’s soothing touch instead of flinching away.…
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OUR SHARP FORSAKEN TEETH, Chapters 6-7
Chapter 6 The girl stood there, watching my reaction from beneath her oversized glasses, waiting for my response as coolly as if she’d just asked about the weather. When I had mastered my disgust enough to speak, I said, “You tell Gret —” “Nope,” the girl said. “Not a messenger. I get that I botched…
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OUR SHARP FORSAKEN TEETH, Chapters 4-5
Chapter 4 I watched the desert as the car sped away from the compound. Without the transformation looming over me, I could once again appreciate its beauty. It wasn’t really just dirt and sky. Tough, spiky wildflowers grew out of the cracks in the earth, and cacti, lizards, and tarantulas dotted the ground. Halfway back…
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OUR SHARP FORSAKEN TEETH, Chapters 1-3
Part I: Stasis Chapter 1 By the third time my fingers slipped out of rhythm against my frame drum, I knew it was time to stop. This close to 6:00, even music could not distract me. I set the drum down on my closed laptop and leaned my chin in my hands and my elbows…
Kathleen Kellett 