Giveaway & Excerpt:Ten Rallies by Pasquin

"Teacher doesn't like you reading this, bro. Don't blame me if they knock this

book right out of your hand.

Got that straight?

Good.

Now, let's begin."

You wake up one morning and find your supposed-to-be easy senior year of high

school is going to be demolished by something called CoreAmerica. Camera crews

are everywhere. It's taking over your school, and they're calling it an experiment.

And in the middle of it all is this girl, Everett — man — she has it all. Never in a

million years did you ever think you might get her. And she's smiling at you now,

boy.

Problem is—to keep her—you'll have to give yourself up.

Hell of a senior year.

Seventeen year old Reed wasn't looking to change the world, just

graduate into one. He didn't know he would first have to choose

between who he loves and what is right.

Excerpt
“When did you know?” Everett asks, her fingers twirling your chest hair. You can’t see her
face: her brunette hair spills over like a closed curtain. Feel her shiver, though. Perhaps she’s
cold—you are outside in freakin’ October in your father’s open truck bed.
“Know what?” you smartass back.
She yanks.
Ouch.
“And here I thought nothing ever hurts you, Reed.”
“Sorry to disappoint.”
“No, I'm serious. You never show it.”
You shrug. “I don't let much get inside.”
Everett holds what looks like a silent conversation with herself before asking, “Since your
mother left?”
Hadn’t really thought about it. Stings like the truth. So much didn’t seem to matter after mom
left. You nod.
“Do I get inside?”
Your voice wavers. “Yeah, you kind of do.”
“So answer my question. When did you know you loved me? Was it after we first, you
know…”
You shift your arm under her head—this sleeping bag is snug for two, and the truck bed is
hard underneath your back. “Nah, you can’t know then. Too busy with the getting and the
having.”
“Okay, so what about after you got me?”
“A bit after that.”
“Huh.” She twirls your chest hair some more. “How’d you know, for sure?”
“When you’re not all about looking for where your boxers are, and, ‘Hey, look at the time.’
Happy to feed your girl popcorn, listening to her tell you about some guy who dumped her for a
gymnast.”
“Little Miss Bendy…”
“That’s what you called her, all right.”
“You never did believe that daddy-chased-him-away story,” she says, exhaling it out.
“Maybe for about a second and a half.”
She lifts up the bag of cheesy popcorn you’ve been sharing. “Wait? That means you
knew…now?”
“Right now.”
“Oh.” Everett lifts her head off your chest. Pulls back her hair, revealing wet lines down her
face. She says, her voice rising to a squeak, “Don’t you want to know when I knew?”
“Nah.” You stroke her hair. “I already do.”
The whites of her eyes grow huge.
“Remember? You dropped the L-bomb on me a week ago.”
Everett shudders with laughter. “Oh, yeah. I did do that, didn't I?”
“Then I was like, ‘Smart girl like that. Damn. Didn’t see right through me?’”
Her laugh tinkles like glass. “Shut up!”
“I was pulling for you, really.”
“Keep that up, and I might start believing you.” Evil smirk. “I’m just glad I never told you how
I got even with Hernando.”
“Did you, now?”
“That’s the one thing I could never take, Reed. Legitimately. You choosing someone over me.”
“Why would I do a fool thing like that?”
She scrabbles on top of you, all warm, the sharp bones of her hips resting on your stomach.
Her dark hair hangs down on both sides of your face—taking the stars away, leaving only her
eyes. “You love me, then?”
"Yeah.” You clear your throat. “Want some more popcorn?”
A teardrop falls on your cheek.

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Review: Ice Cold by Cherry Adair

Author: Cherry Adair
Title: Ice Cold
Series: T-FLAC #17
Publication:  October 11th 2012 
Publisher: Adair
Source: Author via Blog Tour for Honest Review

About the Book
T-FLAC operative Rafael Navarro will never allow another woman to suffer the consequences of his dangerous life. But in a world where a terrorist can do more damage with a keyboard than a bomb, he needs the expert help of a cyber-geek. And fast. Fellow operative, and cybercrimes specialist Honey Winston prefers computers to people. But when a serial bomber threatens the world’s financial infrastructure, she’s forced to work closely with Navarro, whose notorious skill in the bedroom is as legendary as his dexterity defusing bombs. Honey and Rafael must fight sparks hot enough to melt their resolve, and push beyond fear itself, as they join forces in a bid to race the clock before a sinister and lethal bomber proves just how much they both have to lose.T-FLAC is back, and the timer is counting down in the most pulse-pounding explosive op yet—

Thoughts:Honey is a computer genius, who just found her boss Jack dead and finds herself sucked into a op that he was supposed to be on with Rafael. Rafael loves to figure out bombs but he also has a magnetism about him that draws the ladies to him but Honey is not going to fall for his charm at least she thinks she won't. Struggling with who to trust as someone is impersonating Honey and they both wonder how all of it ties into the bombings. These two together are like fire and ice but make for a great team and I enjoyed watching the sparks fly. They each are strong characters and the chemistry between them is very hot. This is a great mystery with a good balance of romance and intrigue. The characters are well developed and the writing is great. This is the first I've heard of this series and I'm behind, so I'll be going back to the beginning to read more. Even though, I started with this book, I didn't feel lost and I think that's what's so great about these types of mysteries. I recommend this to an older audience that loves a good romance mystery.

About the Author:
New York Times bestselling author Cherry Adair’s innovative action-adventure novels have appeared on numerous bestsellers lists, won dozens of awards and garnered praise from reviewers and fans alike. With the creation of her kick butt counterterrorist group, T-FLAC, years before action adventure romances were popular, Cherry has carved a niche for herself with her sexy, sassy, fast-paced novels.  She loves to hear from readers.
Her latest book is the romantic suspense novel, Ice Cold.
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Review: One Pink Line by Dina Silver

Author: Dina Silver
Title: One Pink Line
Publication: October 20, 2011
Publisher: CreateSpace
Genre: Contemporary
Source: ATOMR Blog Tour

About the Book
Can the love of a lifetime be forever changed by one pink line? Dina Silver's tender, absorbing novel, One Pink Line, is the warmhearted, wry story of love, loss and family, as seen through the prism of one singular, spirited young couple who find themselves in a predicament that changes the course of their lives, and those closest to them. With heart, humor and compassion, this debut work of women's fiction is certain to stir anyone who relishes a good laugh, can stand a good cry, and, above all believes in the redemptive power of love. 

This unique, contemporary story gives readers a dual perspective. Sydney Shephard, a sweet-tempered, strong-natured college senior is young, in love with an exceptional man, and unexpectedly pregnant. Faced with a child she never planned for, she is forced to relay this news to her neurotic mother, relinquish her youth, and risk losing the love of her life. Then there's Grace, a daughter, who believed she was a product of this great love, grows to realize her existence is not what she assumed, and is left with profound and puzzling questions about who she really is.

Spanning generations and every imaginable emotion, One Pink Line reveals how two points of view can be dramatically at odds, and perhaps ultimately reconciled. Simultaneously deeply felt and lighthearted, One Pink Line deftly mines how the choices we make are able to alter so many lives, and how doing the right thing and living honestly can bring unexpected, hard-won happiness. It's a must-read for anyone who craves a great love story, absorbing characters, and plenty of laughs along the way.

Thoughts: I really enjoyed this story and how it was told from two different perspectives. Two daughters from different time periods each dealing with circumstances that rearrange everything they know. Sydney has a mother that practically treats her like a step-child and makes her feel less important than her older sister. What appeals to me most is how the relationship between them changes once the baby is born; it's as if they establish some common ground. Sydney made a tough choice that cost her someone that she thought was her friend and also the love that she took for granted. Grace learns that her father is not her biological father and feels she has lost her sense of identity, she needs to know where she comes from and then she will be okay with everything else. My favorite part of this book is Sydney's perspective, though Grace's is good as well, I just like the dynamics more between Sydney and those around her. The story is well-paced and nicely crafted to give the reader a sense of what the characters are feeling. It's a heartfelt story about choices, family and love. 

About the authorA graduate of Purdue University, Dina Silver has spent the past fifteen years feeding her red wine habit by working as a copywriter in the advertising industry. In addition to writing ad copy, she formed Dinas Ideas (dinasideas.com), a greeting card company, in 2003. Dina serves as the sole writer and designer for the business and has penned over 300 greeting cards since its inception.
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Giveaway & Blitz:Breathe by Suzanne Cox

Breathe (Atlantis #1)by Suzanne Cox
Published: October 22nd 2012 by Suzanne Cox Books
17 year old science prodigy, Laney Brookes, is looking for two things: a cure for the flu virus that’s ravaging the world and the truth about what happened to her father. Using clues from her father’s secret journals, she and her two friends Kate and Carter follow what she thinks is the path to the answers. It’s a path that lands them in the lost world of Atlantis, a world struggling to survive. Laney finds more than just answers in Atlantis. She finds love. To get her friends and herself home, Laney will have to travel into enemy territory, led by Andrew a young Atlantean determined to return his people to power. In the process she’ll even unravel the mystery of her missing father. But first, she’ll have to figure out who the real enemy is. 

  

Author Bio:
I remember writing my first stories when I was about nine or ten years old. I've been writing ever since. In 2002 I decided to seriously try and get some of my work published. On February 14th of 2005 I sold my first book, A Different Kind of Man, to Harlequin Superromance. While trying to decide what I wanted to be when I grew up, besides a writer, I went to college (alot) and worked a variety of jobs. I have a bachelor of arts in English with a minor in secondary education, a bachelor of science in nursing, a master of science in career and technical education with an emphasis in adult education and most recently, a master of science in nursing as a family nurse practitioner. I was also a National Board Certified Teacher in career and technical education. Along the way I've worked as a high school English teacher and an elementary teacher. I've worked as a registered nurse on a cardiac unit, brain injury rehab unit, and several different medical-surgical units. I've also done stints as a home health nurse and a commnunity health educator at a hospital, and many years as an allied health instructor at a high school career and technology center. Presently, I'm working full time as a family nurse practitioner at an inpatient psychiatric facility.
If I'm not writing I like to spend time reading. My husband and I share our home with our four legged children. Our boy and girl in puppy dog clothes, Toby and Sassy, who masquerade as Miniature Pinschers. We are also owned by three cats Chase, Jackson, and Spots.  We are all terrorized by Gray Kitty, a stray who decided to stay and take over.
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Buy link:

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Giveaway:

US Only

• (1) copy of Breathe & (1) Marked.
• Sparkly nail polish that coordinates with the book cover.
• A stoneware necklace with concentric circle design from Breathe by Kaatee art.
• Metal bookmark

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Guest Post: Author Graham J. Sharpe

About the Author
At the age of 12, author Graham Sharpe regularly danced around the lounge to Kate Bush's “Wuthering Heights.” Today, he still hasn't decided what he'll do when he grows up. So far, the East Sussex, England-based writer has worked in an ice cream shop, trained as a hairdresser, studied sociology and psychology, written for and performed with a touring theatre company, and backpacked across far-flung countries with loose change in his pocket. Graham now combines travelling with writing and he completed his first novel, Purple, during the sleepless, jet-lagged hours spent in hotel rooms around the world. 

Character Development
by Graham J. Sharpe

Any good author knows that a successful book begins and ends with well-developed characters. While writing Purple and creating the different personalities, I hoped each of them would, in some way, represent the major themes in the book. It took me five years to write Purple and by the end I really felt as if each character reflected myself in some way. 

Underneath our own colour and our own skin we’re all the same. When I was young I was bullied because I’m gay, and it’s an experience I’ve never forgotten. I incorporated bullying into Purple through one of the main teenage characters. His name is Marty and he’s made fun of because he’s black and has
 an American accent. 

Being bullied is an embarrassing thing to talk about, because no one wants categorize themselves as a victim. Unfortunately, whether it’s physical, verbal, or mental, bullying happens to a lot of people, and I thought it would be easier for readers to identify with a character in a similar situation. Marty represents an important element of the story and I definitely feel an affinity with his struggles. 

Another major theme I wanted to touch on in the book was the generation gap between the young and the old. My personal opinion is that we’re very bad at looking after our elderly, especially in the western world. Thanks to my job as a flight attendant, I’ve traveled to more countries than I can count and I’m impressed with the way other cultures value their senior citizens. My partner’s mom lives with us and I always try to remind myself to sit down and take time to talk to her. Every time I do I learn something different. It’s inevitable that these conversations help to shape some of the characters I write.

In the novel, a purple storm circles the planet in minutes and steals everyone between the ages of eighteen and sixty-five. Having a society with just the young and the old created an opportunity for some unexpected relationships to develop, and they were great fun to write. There’s an elderly character in the book called Mr. Rupert, he works as a hairdresser, and he’s survived unimaginably difficult times. Eventually, he and Marty become great friends because they can relate to each other’s bad life experiences. You’ll hear a lot of people say, “Oh, old people don’t know anything,” but I hope those who read Purple will begin to see our senior citizens in a different light. 

I don’t think that I could pick a favorite character in Purple. They’re all so unique with their own stories to share and lessons to teach. I wanted each character to be real, down to earth and accessible, and I think that I’ve achieved that. In the next book, I’m looking forward to developing the characters even further and I can’t wait to discover what happens to them next. 

About the Book
Purple is a fantasy adventure set in modern-day London. After a purple storm sweeps around planet Earth, stealing millions of people, four teenagers struggle to make it alone. Drawn together by a series of bizarre coincidences they soon find themselves entangled with a bunch of interfering pensioners. Among the cast of players are flamboyant hairdresser Mr. Rupert, Pearl the loud-mouthed tea lady, and June, a psychic, who travels the world on her motorbike.

Excerpt: Mary of Aether by Jeffrey Aaron Miller

Blurb
Mary of the Aether is a Young Adult novel now available from Whiskey Creek Press!
A tale of mystery and magic. Mary Lanham lives an unremarkable life in an unremarkable small town, until the day a man in a long, gray cloak creeps out of the forest, and a centuries-old mystery begins to unfold. What is the terrible secret Mary’s father is hiding, a secret that has put both of their lives in danger? What is the truth about Mary’s past that has awakened a great evil? And how can she win the heart of the boy she loves when the whole world is falling apart?

Excerpt:

Aiden turned the knob and managed to force the door open about six inches before it gave a great squeal of protest and stuck in place. He slipped through, and she went in after him.

Beyond the door was a small den of dark wood paneling. A couch sat against the far wall, the stuffing bursting through the frayed upholstery, beer cans nestled in and among the cushions. Cobwebs draped from the corners like old curtains, and the whole place stank of musty decay. When Mary stepped inside, Aiden pushed the door shut behind her and set the deadbolt. Then he led her across the room to a narrow hallway, where they found more ruin, including a large hole in the drywall, a crumpled up t-shirt on the floor and a pile of trash. The floor was soft here; Mary felt it bowing under her feet with every step.

“I don’t like this place,” she said.

“Yeah, maybe we lost her already,” Aiden said. “Let’s take a peek into the living room and see if we can see her through the front windows.”

The hallway ended in three open doors. The one of the left led into the bedroom with the broken window. The one on the right led into a kitchen that was an absolute horror of filth, trash and even a couple of dead rats on the countertop. Straight ahead was the living room, an open space with peeling wallpaper and an old busted television on the floor, face down in a bed of its own glass. Windows on the far side of the living room gave a wide view of the front yard, the crumbling fence and Main Street. Cars passed, including the sputtering Studebaker of Thad and Ethel Fenster, who had apparently finished their chicken dinner at Cholly’s and were now driving home at a snail’s pace. There was no sign of Iris.

“She’s gone,” Mary said, feeling not quite relieved. Even if she was out of sight, she was there somewhere, and the traces of aether meant that Mary could never really get away. Papa had not prepared her for this. What was she supposed to do with all of these awful Lookers?

Aiden crossed the living room and stood at the window, gazing outside.

“I don’t see her,” he said. “I figured she wouldn’t follow us in here, an old lady all prim and proper like that.”

“She didn’t look prim and proper to me,” Mary said, skirting the fallen television to stand beside Aiden. “She looked horrible and mean.”

“Wonder what she was looking for,” he said. “Figure she wanted to rob us? She didn’t seem like the type to need money, but you never know. Maybe the big fancy black dress is all she has left in the world.”

Mary didn’t answer. She didn’t know what to say, and she wasn’t willing to outright lie to him. Tell him the truth, then, part of her said. He’s already a part of this. He needs to know.

But Aiden was already moving to the front door. A chain latch was in place, so he undid it and grasped the doorknob. “Let’s get you home,” he said and opened the door.

And there she stood, framed in the doorway as if she had been waiting for them. Her hands were still neatly clasped in front of her, and she had a little smile on her face. Mary screamed and stumbled backward, her feet slipping on bits of glass. She went down hard, hit the edge of the television and rolled onto the floor. Aiden cursed and tried to slam the door in the woman’s face, but she shouldered her way in, and the door merely thudded off her bony arm and flew back.

“Children should not play in abandoned houses,” Iris said. “They might get hurt.”

Available in trade paperback and e-book formats from Whiskey Creek, Amazon, Nook and Fictionwise. All links can be found at my website – jeffreyaaronmiller.com

Interview & Giveaway:Kiss of the Butterfly by James Lyon

Tell us a little about you and why we should read Kiss of the Butterfly?
Although I’m was born and raised in the U.S., I’ve lived in Germany, Russia, England, Massachusetts, Georgia, Florida, Alabama, Louisiana, Utah, and California, and spent the better part of 18 years living in the lands of the former Yugoslavia, including Bosnia and Herzegovina, Croatia, Montenegro, and Serbia, Macedonia and Kosovo. I’ve travelled widely, from Africa to Latin America to the Middle East, and all over Europe. Currently I work in Sarajevo and bounce back and forth to Belgrade or the Dalmatian coast.

You should read “Kiss of the Butterfly” because:
-- Kirkus Reviews wrote: "In the glut of vampire-themed novels now on the market, Lyon’s debut stands out… skillful… authentic… fascinating… inspired… Lyon executes it perfectly... vivid... engaging... highly promising... sophisticated..." https://www.kirkusreviews.com/book-reviews/unknown/kiss-of-the-butterfly/
-- It takes the vampire story back to its original roots. No pop culture, sparkly vampires.
-- It won’t insult your intelligence.
-- It’s a fun story.
-- You’ll never look at a butterfly the same way again. 

What inspired you to write this story?
Have you ever had an Indiana Jones moment? That’s the part in the film where Indy is looking through a dusty old book and stumbles upon a clue that sends him hurtling off on a new adventure. I had such a moment many years ago in a library at UCLA, when I was working on my Ph.D. in Balkan History, where I stumbled upon an obscure mention of Dracula’s campaign in Bosnia in 1476. I pursued the matter further, and over the years began studying folklore from the Balkans, only to discover that the word “vampire” comes from the former Yugoslavia, and entered English (and other western languages) from Serbia. I then began discovering metaphysical connections between Dracula’s 1476 campaign and events in the 1990s that were very intriguing and troubling. So I had to write about them.

Where your favorite place to relax and brainstorm?
On the deck of a sailboat, out of sight of land. Or in a mountain forest. Or in my study, surrounded by books.

What is your favorite Quote? 
“No matter where you go, there you are”.  – Buckaroo Banzai

What is your favorite T.V. show, right now?
Game of Thrones or Big Bang Theory.

The cover is so cool! Who designed it?
The cover was designed by the London-based graphic designer David Grogan, who does lots of best-seller covers for big publishing houses. There is also an alternate cover design, which can be found here
Go to the site and tell me which you prefer.

Tell us about your most loved character in your book?
Most people like Slatina the best, because he is a cross between James Bond and Gandalf. If they ever make a movie out of “Kiss”, I want him played by Ryan Gosling.

You wake up one morning feeling kinda off and you look in the mirror. What paranormal creature are you?
A drowsy enchanted owl listening to an iPod.

Are there any projects in the works?
I’ve written the first chapter to the second book in “Kiss” saga and outlined the entire book. I’ve also written 60,000 words of a projected 120,000 word espionage/financial thriller.

If there was a question that you wished an interviewer would ask you...what would be the question and the answer
--Question: What food would you like to see invented?
--Answer: Garlic-flavored chocolate.

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Kiss of the Butterfly Synopsis
“I sense it even now. People thirst for it; the entire country is mad with desire for it. And now we are going to war with our brothers because they look like us, and because we can smell our blood coursing through their veins...”  A dying man’s cryptic letter to an enigmatic professor launches student Steven Roberts on an unwitting quest, shrouded in mystery, into the war-torn labyrinth of a disintegrating Eastern European country. Steven plunges into the maelstrom to unearth long-forgotten documents holding clues to an ancient Emperor’s deeply buried secret, an inconceivable and long-forgotten evil that has slumbered for centuries. Steven’s perilous journey stretches from Southern California’s sunny beaches, to the exotically dystopian city-scapes of Budapest, Belgrade, and Bosnia, as it plays out against a backdrop of events that occurred centuries before in the Balkans.

Kirkus Reviews wrote: “In the glut of vampire-themed novels now on the market, Lyon’s debut stands out… skillful… authentic… fascinating… inspired… Lyon executes it perfectly... vivid... engaging... highly promising... sophisticated...”

Meticulously researched and set against the background of collapsing Yugoslavia, “Kiss of the Butterfly” weaves Balkan folklore together with intricate historical threads from the 15th, 18th and 20th centuries to create a rich phantasmagorical tapestry of allegory and reality. It is about passion and betrayal, obsession and desire, the thirst for life and the hunger for death. And vampires – which have formed an integral part of Balkan folklore for over a thousand years – are portrayed in their original folkloric form, which differs dramatically from today’s pop culture creations.

Excerpt

Steven lay in bed groaning, trying to recover from the enormous meal. When they had entered the house, Vesna’s grandmother had immediately begun fawning over Steven. ‘Vesna has told us so much about you,’ she gushed, causing Vesna to blush fiercely and avert her eyes. But she continued: ‘she told us what a wonderful job you are doing in your research of our folk stories.’

Vesna interrupted: ‘Grandma, please.’ Then Vesna’s mother and father arrived home from work and they all sat at the table and ate. Still the grandmother continued to dote on Steven, offering him food until he felt he would burst, all the time asking him about his family, where he was from, what his parents did, what his interests were. When she asked him if he had a girlfriend, Vesna once again blushed and said: ‘Mama, make her stop, she’s embarrassing him.’

And then the grandmother asked: ‘Don’t you think our girls are pretty?’ causing Vesna to blush once more.

By the time they finished lunch the sun had set and Vesna walked him to a different bus stop, holding him under the arm all the way there. ‘It isn’t good to cut through a graveyard after dark,’ she said.

He wasn’t certain how to react to her hand under his arm. He had seen her and Tamara hold each other like this and had observed other women holding men like this, even though they were only friends. Did she like him, or was it simply a gesture of friendship? She was always so stern and critical of his work. When she placed her hand under his arm he felt a strong attraction to her, which he instinctively resisted. When she kissed him on the cheek just before he boarded the bus, he was pleasantly surprised.

‘I like her,’ he said to himself.

His reverie was interrupted by a sharp knock on his door. ‘Come in,’ he called.

Dusan stuck his head around the door. ‘Telephone for you.’

Steven said: ‘Hello.’

‘Stefan, is that you?’ He heard a faint female voice in English shouting across an ocean of static and interference. It sent a tingle up and down his spine. ‘Katarina, how are you?’ he shouted back.

‘Good. I can barely hear you. How are you doing?’

‘Pretty good.’

Dusan’s grandmother looked at Steven from the kitchen, obviously displeased with the level of his voice.

‘Marko asked me to call and see how you’re doing. He asked why you haven’t written.’ Her voice barely overrode the static.

He lowered his voice so not to offend the grandmother. ‘But I wrote several times, both to him and you. Last week I received two letters from Professor Slatina and three from you, all at the same time. It must be the war. Can you hear me?’

‘Yes, I can hear you,’ Katarina’s voice sounded tense. ‘You don’t have to shout. That’s what Marko was afraid of. How’s life in Belgrade? Are you okay?’

‘Yes, I’m very busy and I’ve found lots of information about….’

‘Have you been to Novi Sad yet?’ she cut him off in mid-sentence.

‘No, only Belgrade. As I said, I’ve found a lot of material about…’

‘Marko wants you to go to Novi Sad.’ She cut him off once again just before he could utter the word vampire. ‘He said you should work in the archives and libraries there, especially the Matica Srpska,’ she said, referring to the famous Serbian national collection in Vojvodina. ‘And visit my mother. I must go now. Stefan, please be very careful of what you say and who you say it to,’ she voice sounded worried. ‘I miss our talks.’

‘I’m being careful. Everything is okay. When are you coming this summer?’ But the line went dead before she could answer.

‘But am I being careful?’ he asked himself. His time with Katarina was now a faint and distant memory, overpowered by his afternoon with Vesna.

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